Category Archives: thoughts below ground

First Spring

When I was a kid in the north, we had one Spring each year, in April. I got on my bike, and that was that. But here, in southern Ont. . . Continue reading

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Photographed meditating in the shade of a single palm

I wrote this after I saw a photo posted on FaceBook. In winter, notherners tend to fantasize about far away beaches . . . Continue reading

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He called it swimming

Grief can change a person for a time, physically, even. This piece may be a fragment of a larger work. We’ll see, won’t we? Continue reading

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