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Field Note #6: Boxing Day Surprise

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I’m up early, propped in my bed, with my doors open to the empty pool, dappled in morning light. Our host is  methodically cleaning every corner of the pool. This is his pool. I watch him peek into the pipe where a tree frog lives as part of his routine. He seemed satisfied with today’s chemical … Continue reading Field Note #6: Boxing Day Surprise

Field Note #1: Memorandum of Understanding

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There’s a lot of tweaking when a band of three Inter-species  Road Ramblers load into a Tour bus for an extended adventure, especially when one of them has never toured before.   Needs are assessed and reassessed daily as personal spaces are classified, assigned and reassigned as preferences emerge. Decisions need to take into account both predictable … Continue reading Field Note #1: Memorandum of Understanding

Tales from the Compost Pile: Fear Nibbles

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(Story in progress/ starts at ‘Tales from the Compost Heap: Digging In’) I’m not sure exactly when Fear got in,  but can confirm it breached my perimeter and settled at the farm some time ago. Just around the same time I found a mouse in my box of lasagna. Sometimes fear doesn’t announce its arrival with … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Pile: Fear Nibbles

Tales from the Compost Heap: Welcome to my Multiverse

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I’ve heard the term Multiverse for a number of years, while wandering unaccompanied through inter-web borderlands and fringe bookstores. I had a resistance to the term, associating it with high-tech billionaires and  microchipping humans or something equally unsettling. Mostly it sounded like a word reserved for tyrants planning to take over the world  or radically … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Heap: Welcome to my Multiverse

Tales from the Compost Heap: Resurrection

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If you are arriving mid-story, please  start at “Turning the Compost” and then jump right in. _______ After meeting Bea on sidewalk that summer day in Toronto, we learned we’d been living just six blocks from each other for quite some time. She invited me to her apartment which was just a short walk from … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Heap: Resurrection

Tales from the Compost Heap: The Little View Master

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 I honestly had no idea I was about to dig up Auntie Bea. Or my mother. My shovel was aiming for farm stories, and they were no more than five years deep!  Apparently, I hit some sort of worm hole and was transported, as it were, to 1985. I didn’t know my everyday garden-variety worms had … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Heap: The Little View Master

Tales from the Compost Heap : Eating the Biggest Frog (Part 2/2)

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So, I thought the world was ending. We need to get this out of the way, straight off. My Auntie Bea swore by “Eat the Big Frog First” and I’ve been following her sage advice for over 50 years. The teaching, as I understand it, is this: If I have ten things to do, and … Continue reading Tales from the Compost Heap : Eating the Biggest Frog (Part 2/2)