Out of Time

Today a man unwound his long arm from somewhere behind his body and stretched his hand towards me, saying, “I have to warn you, I’m a transgendered person and my name is Eve”. In his hand was an apple. *** Yesterday a man standing beside me gently tugged my hair, calling me “cute”, “beautiful”, teasing

On and Off the Grid

Although we’d signed the lease early Tuesday morning, we couldn’t move in ’til Friday night – it was that kind of week, has been that kind of month. We packed the car, dumped our stuff, breathed in and looked around and vowed to come back soon as we could. Can you see our space, up

One love, one planet, (almost) one colour

The quiet simple beauty of summer days by a lake, a mountain, some marshy reeds… The trees rise up, a Divinity reaching to the sky – The water looms reckless destructive / creative, life-giver / game-changer – At night the fire dances its endless variations of a trickster’s smoke and mirrors, fascinating orange mirages play