Tag: postaday2012

Not writing.

I tell myself all the time that I don’t have time to write. That I don’t have space. That I don’t have enough unbroken minutes and silences to sit down and really work. Which is somewhat true. But what’s also true is that I… Continue Reading “Not writing.”

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Eat: Pickled Red Cabbage

Last summer, I took one of my stellar red cabbages from the garden, and for the first time made pickled red cabbage – one mid-sized cabbage producing six 250-ml jars. Not only was I impressed by how far a single vegetable could go in… Continue Reading “Eat: Pickled Red Cabbage”

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Neighbourhood notes.

Walking by the corner of Salsbury and Charles these days frustrates me – as does walking by my old house on Kitchener Street just one block away. Seems like all the affordable housing is leaving East Vancouver, and although they might try to save… Continue Reading “Neighbourhood notes.”

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Listen: Max Richter, The Blue Notebooks

Everyone carries a room about inside them. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one’s ears and listens, say at night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for… Continue Reading “Listen: Max Richter, The Blue Notebooks”

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Bookshed: What’s Wrong with my Vegetable Garden?

What’s Wrong with my Vegetable Garden? David Deardorff & Kathryn Wadsworth 2011 Ever find yourself looking at a greyish leaf or a pattern of insect damage on a plant and asking yourself what’s going wrong? In my backyard I invariably find myself fighting the… Continue Reading “Bookshed: What’s Wrong with my Vegetable Garden?”

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