Book Review: The Brilliant Life of Eudora Honeysett

I have to admit, this piece came to be because of sweet potato fries. Ok…actually, sweet potato fries and a trip to the post box…proximity to my local independent bookstore, aka palace of wonders…and a fondness for the folks who work there. I went to drop a letter in the box and thought, While I’m…

Good Night, Robert Burns

Good night, Robert Burns, though we’ve not formally met. I pass you all the time, aware of you, yet only on the occasional New Year’s eve do I give you true consideration. Until this evening…when I caught you looking out over our city…this evening when the sun was dialling down to a gentle horizon glow…

An Appreciative Sigh: Peace of Place II

I share this now from the warmth of a coffee shop where I just had the woman who made my flat white ask—“Do you live near here or over on X street? I saw a woman taking out her garbage at the building next to mine and she looked just like you! I thought that…