Field Note #6: Boxing Day Surprise

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

Tales from the Compost Heap: Resurrection

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