Blanketed
When I use this expression I don’t necessarily mean it as a comforting sort of image. It’s not Linus and that scrap of fabric he carried around with him; the one that transformed into a weapon or a cape or […]
Treggiari
The He(art) of Letter-writing
I just received a letter yesterday. There’s nothing like getting a letter. It carries more weight, more meaning, the envelope crackles, the stamps are colorful. I suppose I get a thrill from an inbox message but it’s not the same, […]
Getting Paid
The headline should in fact read: Equating getting paid sporadically for doing something you love which leaves you no time to go out and get a ‘real’ job which would pay you regularly. I’ve struggled with this for years and […]
My Heart Breaks
Every day when I drop my 5 year old(5YOD) off at daycare, we pause at the baby room and look for our favorite baby. There is a new one every season. Right now it’s a round-faced boy with red hair […]
In A Garden
Every morning I walk around my small garden. I pick up dog poo as well but that is not as romantic as the picture I am trying to paint of a fresh green lawn (we will ignore the bare patches […]
Ch-ch-ch-anges
The other morning on an excursion to pick up some raspberry plants my 5 year old daughter said, “Mommy. Daddy is going to marry Estelle.” I managed to say. “Really. Why do you say that?” “Because she told me he […]
Magic…and having the stuffing knocked out of you
When I am standing inside a cathedral of trees, surrounded by a hundred different shades of green- lime, spring, olive, velvet, emerald, moss, pea, viridian, pine, grass, apple, I have no trouble imagining a magical world and my safe place […]
Ponderings #1 (In which I talk about God knows what)
I’ve always hated that saying, You’re born alone, You die alone. Really? I think that when we are born we hear our mother’s heartbeat, and the rush of her blood, and we are connected to her, are we not? until […]
Coming from a Dark Place
I think of myself as a happy person. When I first started writing as a young child, my stories were full of magic and possibility, and my first completed published book, a middle-grade, was made up largely of fantasy and […]
My Trip to Toronto
Last week I had the thrill (and honor) of going to Toronto for the Ontario Library Association’s White Pine awards. (Helpful notes: Do not wear jeans with an extra inside coin pocket. Do not have tissue in your pocket. Do […]