Twenty-Nine and Counting
I carry a nostalgia the rest of the day that aches from the reality that some lives have been lived and some friendships have blurred.
The Warmth of Community
They made a makeshift cardboard torch from our flame and took it to help light a fire for their kids.
Uninspiring Holidays, Detailed
If you lived in Manitoba, you could at least call today Terry Fox Day. But then you would live in Manitoba.
Confession
What if you just need more time to have a look around?
Pining Red
Yesterday I stumbled across a picture of a red pine and realized I had never actually seen one before.
Aunt Beth’s Irises
Every spring, the flowers unrobed themselves from their long green stalks, like indigo flags declaring the end of the winter—and their own ability to survive it.
Remembering in the Moment
My problem comes with, for example, the teenage couple directly in front of me at an April show who filmed the entire thing, starting a new recording with each new song.
My Life in Seven Speedways
Introducing slushies to the two Chinese exchange students who were on set was either the best or worst thing I’ve ever done for Sino-American diplomatic relations.
Who, But Also Where
There’s always someone to wave to.
