My Books and How They Began

    Home – Chronicle of a North Country Life I heard the first two sentences of this book in my mind: The coyotes are newcomers. Several years ago, they moved into the forests above our farm. When I wrote them down, I felt that I had finally found my voice. This book, my first, came after a Read More …

A Flickering Dream

October 2013 A year has rolled by since I last wrote. I remember it as a flickering dream – places, people, feelings. ~ Last fall, Peter and I went to Canmore for the unveiling of one of his public commissions, “Touchstone”.   ~ Then, back in New Brunswick, the days grew shorter, the snow fell, Read More …