Monthly Archive: May 2015

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At many Vancouver gatherings, members are greeted with a welcome and an acknowledgment that the city sits on Coast Salish traditional land: unceded territory of the Musqueam, Squamish and Tsleil-Waututh First Nations. I find it respectful and a good reminder. Dan says it every morning at church. But before our children’s show the other day, …

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Granny and the Wolf

I take a breather from the beautiful but stuffy black box that is our rehearsal hall and walk out the door with my hot thick floor length flannel nightie hiked over my knees and my grandma nightcap and grey braid snug and low on my brow as I check my phone for messages. It’s wonderful …

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Little Red

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My daughter stumbled back from horse camp so tired she keeps bumping into walls. She’s had a wonderful time, three nights overnight with no parents around. Her whole class went. She rode a horse called Hershey, I’m guessing chocolate brown. She was one of the few city kids who had ridden a horse without the …

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a little note about the children

Dear Readers, I have decided to remove any specifics about Fellow’s child at one of the parent’s request. I have only briefly mentioned this child five times anyway and have never given away any names. I have kept it minimal, not because this child isn’t a beautiful and important part of my life, but because …

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the man with a folder full of poems

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As I wait for Nora to come back with a straw I peer over the soft checkered shoulder of the elderly man sitting in front of me in the bakery. He is fingering a well worn piece of paper. I recognize it immediately. This is a poem he wrote. Only one other person has seen …

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a proposal

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Today Fellow and I took possession of our house on Bowen. We drove over on an early morning ferry with one of our children and our general contractor friend, Pete, our vehicles filled with paint samples, tools, tiles, a portable garage and the like. The house was left littered with bad art, old furniture, cobwebs, …

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