Red Cedar
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Category: Me
Yes, exactly right here.
I turned forty last Friday, and to celebrate I went night-snowshoeing with B. and M. at Cypress Mountain (followed by fondue at Hollyburn Lodge). After the festivities of the previous weekend (cabaret and friends staying and dinner party), a quieter and more activity-oriented birthday… Continue Reading “Yes, exactly right here.”
Always working on something: myself and making.
In class this semester I have the privilege of sitting across from one of the most insufferable people I have ever met (I also have the very real privilege of sitting beside one of the nicest guys ever – but that’s not so interesting… Continue Reading “Always working on something: myself and making.”
Puzzles and patterns.
Today is one week from forty. And five hours from the cabaret we are having at our little house this evening – not to mention friends coming to town and birthday dinner tomorrow night! I started a new cardigan project last night – dark… Continue Reading “Puzzles and patterns.”
Gab and gifts.
I don’t write about being a union steward very often – the person in the workplace who marshals people through difficult discussions, grievances, and disciplinary procedures on a near-daily basis…. It’s part of my commitment to civil society, really. My volunteer effort. My desire… Continue Reading “Gab and gifts.”
All of what is me right now.
I’ve just got to start with family-member bragging time today because my niece turned one on the weekend and took her first three steps. To me! Which was resulted in one very surprised looking baby and a round of applause from her parents, Brian… Continue Reading “All of what is me right now.”
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