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February 27, 2020
February 2020 I am certain, at some point in our lives, there is an opportunity where you re-meet all the socks you once knew. My sock drawer is like a diverse world: socks of every shape and color, each of them alone, failing to find a partner of same color. It never occurred to me until recently that it was okay to wear differently colored socks, that nobody would report me for it. This is no doubt in part influenced by my wife, who admitted that seeing the wearing of differently colored socks, sent her tumbling into a minor state […]
January 22, 2020
January 2020 One of my worries about coming back to Toronto from Leamington was that the charm of the city of Toronto would not allow me to go back to the quiet farming town. Toronto is a bustling multicultural metropolis with a big and small town charm. A large agricultural community lives in the region of Prince Edward County. Picton is one those Ontario towns meant to meander. Kingston, a historic city and Canada’s original capital is one hour away. Niagara Falls, a town also one hour away is grand, brazen and chintzy. Niagara-On-the-lake is charming elegant and tasteful and boasts […]
November 14, 2019
I am from a Place, but I have been around a lot, so maybe the truth is I am from lots of places. We all are. I am also not originally from a Place, in the way some people are from a Place. I am not from a Place in the same way my friend Jack, who is from New Jersey, is from a Place. I am not from a place in the same way my friend, Jan, who is from Europe, is from a place. Where I am from, are lots of places. If we are talking about childhood […]
October 22, 2019
My birthday falls on what is usually that part of the year where fall changes to winter, to bring out snowflakes, jackets and fur. Bright t-shirts would be long gone. It’s not a favorite time for most people. I am rubbing my eyes and gradually coming to the sad realization that it may not be June any more. The garden will be covered with a thin white layer, the grass would have long gone, and the trees are going to look bare. I can’t be outdoors as much as I would like to, in my favourite neighbourhood park, where my […]
August 23, 2019
This is our Neighbourhood Park and waterfront. I spend a lot of time here watching a flock of geese march up and down, from the water to land and back. You can find me sitting down amongst the park trees, typing on my laptop, writing the next lines on my science fiction book set in the year 2045. The goose acts like a muse to me, inspiring me to come up with strange tales of fiction, woven around space, metaphysics, unseen and unheard technologies. Goose is singular, geese is plural, and the collective noun is flock, very clear with no […]