you remind me of home

I know I said I wasn’t going to tell my word of the year what to mean to me ahead of time. Still. I have some lovely thoughts swirling about what home does mean to me, and what it might mean to me in this coming year. Home...

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toujours chez moi

By now you might expect I’ll have a word for the new year. Again. And I do. It’s multi-layered, a word that shows up as a noun, a verb, even an adverb. For a word nerd like me, that’s sweet. In the past...

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on creativity #10daysthx

My sister Catherine is an artist. Truly. She can create a mermaid out of sand and kelp and flowers, or a block print that shows anatomy and the interconnection of the individual with the world. Her modelling clay creations while...

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on home #10daysthx

On our road trip, we stopped first in Portland for a look around and lunch at the food trucks at 10th & Alder. Ed was wearing a new t-shirt, an Xbox/Sounders collaboration. Turns out that was the day of a big Portland/Seattle...

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home

I did not become an American citizen right away. In fact, I lived here for fifteen years – as a resident alien – before I decided to file the application, to make that commitment. I still think of myself as Canadian...

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one man’s castle

Ed: You didn’t know I was lusting after missile silos, did you? Me: Um, no.  Since we met, Ed and I have been talking about where (else) we might like to live and how those places look: there must be water, preferably the...

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