..seventeen..

I am sitting on the back porch of my grandmother’s home, listening to a particularly strong wind blowing through the leaves of a line of trees behind me. Chestnut, Poplar, Birch, Maple, Spruce, Willow, repeat. It’s the poplar and birches though that always draws me in. They with their sparkly foliage, they shimmer. There is... Continue Reading →

..the travellers..

I have been thinking about writing all the time, almost every day yet I just didn’t make the time until now.  So we made it to Ontario. Currently I am sitting on my grandma’s deck, over looking Campbell bay in Lake Huron. All I hear is the wind, grasshoppers, a wind chime, and the waves…... Continue Reading →

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