Redwoods

A few years ago I heard a speaker talk about redwood trees.  He mentioned how the redwoods, giants of the forest, had shallow roots.  Surprising, considering that those Ent-like beasts of beauty can reach up to 375 feet. There is no taproot, but the roots can spread out 50-80 feet from the base of the…

Fair’s Fare

  I’d see those guys every day.  I’d be waiting for the bus at the station, beat from my 12-hr work day, I’d pray that the bus would lumber up in the snow soon and swoop me into a nice heated seat.  When the bus finally pulled in, I would then watch the guys sneaking…

Nothing Is Wrong, But Nothing Seems Right

This seems just a little bit different.  It seems to be clinging on a bit more.  It seems to be a bit deeper.  There is a cloak feeling to it, as opposed to strips of it passing over me like those dull blue scrubbers at the car wash. I can’t put my finger on it,…

Pinwheels

There are three things I never do when I run – plan the route, carry a phone or stop moving unless I absolutely have to.  This past run, I broke all three of these rules.  I can’t say why, but there was something within that nudged me to plan a route.  It was a path…

Bromancing The Stone

My son and I have a new favourite show.  Now, the only time I ever indulge in TV is when my six-year-old is watching.  I just think most of the cartoons are ridiculous and enjoy the skew they have towards adults.  And they’re cartoons.  ‘Nuff said.  The show we like watching is Sanjay and Craig. …

Upon Where I Touched Another Woman’s Boob

It’s not what you think. Or more accurately, it is sort of is what you think, but it’s not why you think it is. Let me back up. I have this thing I do at work.  Well, work is mainly the one thing I do at work (okay, I might hang out on the computer a bit…

The Sentencing And The Veil

Friday came with an undertow of a calm anxiety, if one could put it like that.  The boys still needed to have their breakfast and change and play and get walked down to school.  My oldest threw snowballs at me the entire time making our way down to their classes, while the little one laughed….

Playing It By Year

I never intended to write a New Year’s Eve Post.  Just happens that as I write this, we are on the cusp of January.  Our collective dance card is moving along to the next two-stepping pardner (“Scat you old coot – new cowpoke is up next and they’re coming in a bit ornery, like a…

The Verdict

Word finally came down from Her Honour yesterday.   It has been over two years of legal jumping jacks and deciding what tie to wear with my suit.  It’s been over two years of having the Sword of Damocles hanging over me.  It’s been over two years of delays, listening to sad case after sad…