I woke much too early and after vainly struggling to go back to sleep, I got up and made coffee. It was a good idea. Snuggled on the couch in a blanket with my warm mug, I watched the day make its slow arrival. Every time I witness dawn near a body of water I… Read More Sunrise
You’d never know it by this blog, but I’m still swimming along. Writing occasionally turns out to be more difficult than writing every day. As the pictures and stories pile up, I’m too overwhelmed to even begin the process of capturing them. From where I sit (on my couch, in Quebec), what I remember most… Read More Back to the Blog