My Eye

A few weeks ago I had a dream that the iris on my right eye fell off. It was horrifying. In the dream, I kept trying to put the green part of my eye back in place just as I do with my contact lenses. I looked down at the concave, speckled disc balanced on […]

Labour Day

Struggling through the bog at the back of the farm, Brody shifted the black garbage bag tucking it under his left arm, his right clearing a path through a mosquito fog.  “There’s a special place in hell for people like you,” he said. Mike, five meters ahead, turned and stood at ease. “D’ya mean military […]

Pillows

Both of my children rejected the stuffed-toy-comfort most children get attached to as infants. While other children usually have a blankie, or a bear or a bunny, mine bonded with their pillows. Morgan was about two years old when her toddler’s legs took her over to a wire bin at Home Depot. She reached in […]

Injustice

I promised myself I wouldn’t do this. When I started blogging, I thought, “No boobs. No Vaginas, Nats.” You’ll never know who’s going to read what you write here. Mostly it’ll be your Mom, her friends and some very loyal stragglers we like to refer to as ‘our people’. But, you never know… some writerly […]

Poison or Pleasure

Looking in the mirror is uncomfortable. The older I get, I find that the reflection that waits for me there is a liar.  That’s not me! Photographs are a similar torment.  My unstudied appearance (the perception I have of myself unconfirmed by the looking glass) is presentable; my outsides reflect my insides. Except they don’t. I […]

The Divide

I read a scary statistic this morning. The import of risky goods (products made using child labourers) into Canada increased by 31% last year. This statistic was a bit of a shock for me. Mostly because I assumed the Canadian government had regulations in place to prevent this kind of thing, but also that child labour […]

A whole day of patience

Hello, Friday, you beauty! Oh man, has it ever been a long week. Driving the kids to school this morning, passing by cows and fields and barns and all the other everyday things one sees while making your way through the countryside, I said, “Friday! Free at last, free at last!” I felt grateful and did […]