Before the October winds blow

Alberta colours before the October winds blow. As we make our way through rural Alberta at the end of September we can discover a world of colours that reflect the life and beauty of the terrain and the biodiversity. When the October winds begin to blow the foliage that is changing colour will go, leaving, in some places, bleak looking skeletal trees outlined against greys, browns and the white of snow and ice. The coniferous trees will desperately try to hold on to their greenery to provide a multihued green counterpoint, holding out hope for the spring and rebirth. Before … Continue reading Before the October winds blow

Roses really are red

Our garden is coming along nicely, but the best are the roses which are doing extremely well in spite of the heat.  To be fair, we do tend them carefully, ensuring that they have the right amount of moisture and sun light.  The roses are in containers so that they can be moved around in our tiny garden to take full advantage of sun and shade. Roses really ARE red.  The intensity of colour and the scents are very satisfying this year. Continue reading Roses really are red

The Bubble Bursts!

The bubble bursts! Are you prepared for your Covid-19 bubble to burst?  I know you’re ready! We’re all ready for a significant change in the way we’re responding to the pandemic, but are you actually prepared? September has always been a threshold for seasonal change in my part of the world. We’re hovering on the edge of harvest, the end of family vacation time arrives, the kids go back to school and the urbanized adults find themselves back at work with new imperatives for business success. This year September’s transformative role is being presented as far more than the normal … Continue reading The Bubble Bursts!

Outside looking in…

I have these moments when I feel like I’m on the outside of my life, looking in… a peeping-tom trying to catch glimpses of the real me, and the real parts of my life. I sometimes imagine that I am walking along a darkened street, glancing in the windows of the houses I pass, the windows framing the activities of life and living.  I wait for the bits where its me doing the living, but it feels like they are few and far between.  I generally feel disconnected from forward momentum of my life. I’m not sure when this started … Continue reading Outside looking in…