Watery applause
filters through my window;
an atmospheric
stream of consciousness,
rafting my mind
to memories thought lost,
of friends, of love,
of pain, of loss.
Flushing rivulets
clear out the old
to make space for
sunnier days ahead.
Watery applause
filters through my window;
an atmospheric
stream of consciousness,
rafting my mind
to memories thought lost,
of friends, of love,
of pain, of loss.
Flushing rivulets
clear out the old
to make space for
sunnier days ahead.
A thousand years ago (give or take), I listened to a radio theatre program called X Minus One, which told a story about a society that makes its first attempts to leave its planet only to slowly realize it lives within a bubble of water in our universe.
I have not been able to look at a dew droplet in quite the same way ever since.
Thank goodness the Fathers of Confederation picked July 1 as the day to form the Dominion of Canada.
The thought of possibly celebrating on something like February 3 literally sends shivers down my spine and would have kept me from getting any pictures of people just relaxing on the warm summer’s day.
What better way to celebrate Canada Day than to wander the great outdoors? So that’s exactly what I did.
These are the insects…less creepy crawly to come soon.
A few more shots in and around the waterways of central British Columbia.
A few more shots from the photo archives…no scanner this time, though (yay).
These were some of the amazing winged creatures I met while traveling through Kona-Kailua, Hawaii about 18 months ago.

Drunken weaver
Silken chaos
Mired mess
Of the meek
As I continue to plunge my way through a series of magazine features and a new screenwriting class, I haven’t had as much time to write for the blog, so here is another dip into my personal photo archives.
For all its concrete canyons, Toronto has some amazing neighbourhoods and open markets. Two, in particular, form the core of the city, places where the entire city–people of a thousand backgrounds–can gather to shop, drink and talk: Chinatown and Kensington Market.
Again, apologies for the quality but these are 20 year old photos on a scanner not meant for photos.
A trip literally around the province of British Columbia with friends.
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