Asking for a friend
Yep, by the time this hits the news boxes it’ll be September 2nd. I don’t know if I’m sad to see the end of summer or happy to say goodbye to the chaos that June, July and August have been this year in the County. I may be experiencing a little bit of both the […]
Mum’s the word
The new sky smells like trout; the parking lot floods like a beach pond at low tide. As I stand outside of the supermarket entrance and suited up for my three-day-a-week pandemic assignment, a customer approaches. She tells me with a voice submerged beneath a floral face covering that it seemed just like yesterday—back in […]
Paris; Venice; Amsterdam; The County
Paris. That’s the place where you have to line up for three hours to get into the Louvre museum, which gives you the opportunity to spend 30 seconds taking a distant glance at the Mona Lisa before you are hustled away. Add Venice and Amsterdam and you’ve identified the three most notable places beset with […]
Dang and Double Dang
Who’s with me on this? Don’t you think there should be a designated time when we aren’t bothered about, obsessed with, or thinking about, COVID-19, Liberal government scandals, back-to-school preparedness and Donald J. Turnip? You know, a holiday from the hellhole 2020 is. Don’t you think we should have at least one day in 2020 […]
Hey, you!
Dear Sidewalk Cyclists: DON’T BE A SIDEWALK CYCLIST Dear Sidewalk Parkers: DON’T PARK ON THE SIDEWALK It’s been a very long time since I wrote about the full-grown, adult idiots who cycle on sidewalks. The last time I wrote about this issue a dear friend told me, almost in a whisper, she always cycled on […]
Living the masquerade
The early day sun calls my attention to mourning doves; they’re sitting on a wire, two of them actually; a pair of doves side by side facing opposite directions. Their perch is a telephone line I must add, the same land line once sacred as a way of communication; sacred and spare enough that rural […]
Pandemic broom
Ah, August! You’re all about the cooler nights and the hot days that hum with cicadas and swirl with wasps. I’m all down with August. Last week I wrote about my concern with the Province’s approach to “back-to-school” for our elementary school children. The arrival of the month of August makes the approach of the […]
Essential
Dear Aspen, We were early by ten minutes. I drove you around the block. The long way around. Out by Prince Eddy’s, then loop around across Main then toward the water. There’s construction out there. I didn’t know that. You hated the bumps. We got back to The Hub at 8:13. That gave us two […]
Twelve sheaves to a stook
They say that people who live by the seashore stop hearing the waves. My take is that in all walks of life, reiterated patterns and the hum effect dulls awareness; routine desensitizes. We get a nudge to somehow change it up, seek pause, find retreat in whatever form. I like to hyphenate words such as […]
The most dangerous time of the year
Remember the commercial “It’s the most wonderful time of the year”, with moms gleefully pushing a shopping cart full of back-to-school supplies followed by her sadfaced children, dragging their feet. That commercial, and similar, used to run on television at this time of the year. I haven’t seen any back-toschool commercials this summer. Why is […]