A chilly, windy, soggy few days. Birds are flocking the feeder. We participate in a few European-American dominated discussion groups, all of which have now moved online. In each I find that whenever I try to bring Native issues and … Continue reading
Well, we have arrived back at July 4th, Independence Day here is the U.S.. Last night we wandered down to the lake and enjoyed a lovely evening, complete with fireworks. Keeping with the revolutionary theme of the day, the revolution … Continue reading
Jennie and I are on retreat in Nova Scotia. As I write, water laps gently against the deck some fifteen feet from the sitting room door. Evenings last long, as we are in Cape Breton and in high summer. A few tardy boats are make their way to the nearby dock in the growing twilight. An as yet untouched plate of freshly baked cookies sits on the coffee table.
Across the road is a marsh. Earlier today we sat on the hill high above the marsh, watching the local eagles fish the shallow waters. This evening the open water was alive with ducks and a great blue heron. A beaver lodge sits, mostly hidden in the high reeds. Continue reading
