Red Cedar
More apocalypse, less angst
Month: October 2018
Post #3135: Disjointed
This fall has been lovely, but somehow everything feels a little…. interrupted. A result of much to-ing and fro-ing – to Vancouver, to the cabin, to Ottawa, to Victoria, and so on. In some ways I enjoy the variation in locale – but as… Continue Reading “Post #3135: Disjointed”
Post #3134: What goes up must…..
If there is one thing I’ve had reinforced in the past two months – it’s that everything resurfaces eventually. It might take twelve years, or thirty-one, or one hundred – but nothing gets buried very deep or forever. If we’re lucky, the stories we… Continue Reading “Post #3134: What goes up must…..”
Post #3133: So many things to say
Half-finished essays and letters are being constantly written in my mind – but not making it to paper or screen these days. I’m hoping that this period of alone time will be fruitful, but in the meantime, here is a picture of danger:
Red Cedar 