A Good Place
I’m thinking of Xenon, how I’ve rarely seen him outside the hushed precinct of the Omphalos Cafe, and how there …
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A Phosphorescent Dawn…And Time
A picture says a thousand words. Things have been so busy of late I’ll leave the seasonal photos to pen …
GRACEHOPERS OF THE WORLD, UNITE!
Alternate title: The Ant And The GraceHoper Wannabee The busy weekend is over and presently I am driving the backroads …
Order… Out of Apparent Chaos
As this blog has grown I’ve become increasingly unsatisfied with the categories that have haphazardly accumulated in the right hand …
Art And The Male Energy
‘Huh? Oh.’ ‘What?’ I asked. My wife doesn’t read too many posts, so this modest little reaction warranted further inquiry. …
Sunday Blessings
Sunday Morning. The Lord’s Day, or so the old saying goes. Though some celebrate it on Saturday instead. I love …
The Place Within
Athletes call it the zone. It’s when you can do no wrong, when the instrument you are playing becomes an …
The Road… To Where?
‘Having no direction is better than having someone else’s.’ –Xenon Reade The road is everywhere. It long ago became one …
Mountains… of the Spirit
At Silvertip there’s another order of quiet stillness. The odd cawing of a raven, the angry chirruping of a red …
Canmore Folk Festival: A Dream
Spent the afternoon at the Canmore Folk Festival. Cloud clusters skimmed the peaks of the majestic Rockies and danced across …
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