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weekend wrap seven
There was a taste of smoke in the air all weekend. It has been hot and dry and the province is burning all over the place. You could barely open the window without catching a whiff of char outside. This past weekend looked something like… Fridey evening we multi-car-tripped over to the high school for
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raising calvin
I grew up on a steady diet of Calvin & Hobbes. The still-famous cartoon strip by Bill Watterson was a fixture in our local newspaper during the entirety of my teenage existence, one of the sole reasons I read the paper that I delivered door to door, clipping out my favourite strips and then later
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weekend wrap six
Summer marches ever closer, even though the temperatures would argue that it arrived a couple weeks ago. I worked with a guy once who would argue obessively that we did seasons wrong, and that the solstices and equinoxes —equinois? — equinoctes?, whatever, should in fact mark the mid-points of each season and that the transition
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one foot out of the nest
I’m sitting here in a cafe watching out the window as a parade of goslings march across the parking lot let by a gaggle of parent geese. They navigate the mostly empty asphalt in front of a not-open-at-8am restaurant, and then a couple minutes later are dashing out onto the main drive holding up the
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weekend wrap five
It may not be summer, but tell that to the weather. It was a weekend for wide open windows trying to keep the house cool enough to sleep at night. I may need to drag out the air conditioner unit soon. All that said, I barely pulled myself far from the house this whole weekend,





