journey and destination are one and the same
In these grey November days, I want to start this newsletter by remembering the summer just past. Those early, generous flowers, dandelions: we made crowns, loved the burst of colour and the tender green, after our fierce winter. Foxes raised kits under one of our barns.One morning, when they thought no one was looking, Read More …
September, 2012 Like so many other people my age, this year was overshadowed by change. My father, 91, was diagnosed with Alzheimers and had to go into a nursing home. As well, elderly and not-so elderly relatives, neighbours and friends passed away. Three days ago, the heart of our town, beloved old buildings on Broad Read More …