But it was just a tree. Or it might have been just a pet. Or a cup. Or someone you didn’t even know that well. Why do these losses sometimes crack us open so deeply? If Leonard Cohen, Canadian poet and songwriter, had heard… Continue Reading “Plum Rising”
“The hair on my arms stood straight up and that’s when I knew.” I asked you to meet me at the plum tree, so it could help explain how I came to live in Cape Breton, but I have something to share before we… Continue Reading “Under the Plum: The Prequel”
Meet me at “The Farm on Mull River” and join a growing number of students who are choosing Mother Nature as their Home-room teacher. The Bell rings tomorrow morning and I hope to see you in class!