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On White Dunes

Remembrance Day, November 11th, is fast approaching. I’ve been reading my father’s poetry, and thinking of him. He died in Normandy, June 1944. His poems reveal how soldiers carry homes, families, their past, close to their hearts … ON WHITE … Continue reading

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Fruit Haiku

Fruit heavy on the branches; friends and neighbours overloaded and giving fruit and vegetables to friends, neighbours, or the Food Bank. It’s the season when we stock up for winter, just like squirrels … deer eating         … Continue reading

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Apple Spring

Good Friday precedes Easter Sunday. In other words, dark times are followed by joy, clouds by sunshine, night by day, tears by laughter. Just the way it is: the changes guaranteed by life. So, we’ll survive Good Friday, and have … Continue reading

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Apple-Picking

The smell of apples picked fresh from the tree; the feel of one, heavy and round in my hand. Some are already picked, it’s the season for harvesting fruit and veggies .. A A APPLE-PICKING           … Continue reading

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