an ode to September

New beginnings and full of promise. The seasons shift ever so slightly. The mornings are cooler; we can leave the shades open and the afternoon sun has lost its punch. The garden wains – the cherry tomatoes are lonely Christmas decorations on a spindly tree. The lavender is brown. The last zucchini picked from our

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#augustbreak2020: 01

New month. New beginnings. Closer to the end of the year than the beginning. Feeling a bit verklempt. Covid is still a thing. Social distancing still a thing. Wearing a mask is still a thing. Hockey started again. As did basketball and baseball. Looks like baseball will end. My favourite vase broke. Accidentally knocked over

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One year

Today when I can do nothing, I listen to the birds and think of my dad. Today when I can do nothing, I wonder just how more sadness I can endure. Today when I do nothing, I sit in silence with my mum. Today when I can do nothing, I sit with my my mum

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#100daysofLists

Tuesday May 5 Day 2 of radiation Picking up meds Pizza 🍕 Hut pizza Queer Eye Puzzle progress Slept better Journal updates DQ for pie Proper coffee Pouring rain

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I saw my dad today

It caught me off guard. I was scanning old photos for throwback thursday and I found a short video of when we were moving my parents from our family home to a smaller, pool less, no stairs condo. The tsunami of sadness threatened to take me out right then and there. I managed to stay

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Monday Metaphors

What do you really, really want? It might take some time to figure it out. It might make you uncomfortable to answer the question. I challenge you to give it a try. Write down all the things, then be quiet , sit with them and then do it again. Eventually you will find some clarity.

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Seen on Sunday’s walk

A gaggle of geese::A cow resting in the shade::A quarrel of swallows::A grasshopper ::A convocation of swirling bald eagles (four) ! ::A variety of thistles::The HERON

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Saturday

Today’s walk : One massive duck, the heron, a small yellow bodied bird, sunkissed blackberries, lines, a schoolbus, very few humans, birdsong, farm noise .

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Pivot

Pivot. Shift. With grace and patience. About to attempt to resurface into my own life with its routines and obligations. Not sure how it will go. I feel a bit anchor less. May father departed for his final sojourn on Thursday afternoon. Around 4pm. The weather was perfect. His weather. Early summer temps. 30 degrees

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Remember 2018 – Dec 31

Historically I have used the month of December to pause and relect on the previous year. I invite you to join along. Carve out a few moments to consider this question.  I highly recommend writing your answers down. Maybe read the question at the start of the day and write your thoughts before retiring for

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