Iggy and me
It was early morning, too early for the birds even, but bright enough in our curtained bedroom that I couldContinue Reading
It was early morning, too early for the birds even, but bright enough in our curtained bedroom that I couldContinue Reading
I am having an existential crisis. It started when I returned to Calgary after 6 months in Mexico, finding everythingContinue Reading
I found out about Tony’s drawer when I went to fix breakfast. My mother has a small kitchen. One thatContinue Reading
Merida has become home. I realized that after we crossed the Canadian border and drove head long into a blindingContinue Reading
art in everything, and everything in art
We left in the nick of time it seems. Ric managed to stay one day ahead of the snowstorm allContinue Reading


