I am thankful for my sweetie and that she (patiently) helped me with editing. I am thankful that Gwendolyn MacEwen wrote. I am glad that spaghetti exists. I am again glad that my ergonomic pillow awaits my tired head.  

kind words from my colleagues my sweetie for having Sarah home for Emily For Mister Finn for all wondrous things

my sweetie my girls my dog my inexpensive car repair seeing something new - in this case a field trip to a support space for tech start-ups fresh air and open windows spring peepers

So what, you may ask, am I thankful for today? For warm stout. For fresh bread. For snuggling.    

It is late in the afternoon.  I am wearing a mexican vest and sitting on my deck. Ring-necked pheasants are croaking from various places in the field.  I am a good kind of tired as I listen to the transition into evening.  A warm breeze is blowing. I am sipping my favourite bourbon from an … Continue reading it is lovely to be tired

In the last day or so I had the great fortune to attend a session with a chef and learn how to make gnocchi from scratch.  He also walked us through the finer points of something delicious called brown butter sauce.  It was a delight to be taught by someone with deep knowledge and excitement. … Continue reading Weekend

the wonder that is poetry Corb Lund! - great show tonight in Moncton wild boar poutine! yum! my girls my wife my daddy's boy!

Two red winged blackbirds sat upon last year's cattails.  They were mirror images of each other. They exchanged songs as Finn and I watched. Their shoulders squared and puffed as they warbled, showing the bright red patches of their shoulders. A muskrat swam to us near the boardwalk, oblivious to us. Intense orange chocolate for … Continue reading Wednesday

I am thankful for opportunities, and words of support, and good food, and strange ducks, and reflective geese, and kisses.