Tag Archives: Charlottetown

Murder in the Morning

Crows mock the coming of the dayheckling every suggestion of lightfilling every inch of naked twigon bare poplar flung dangerously to the skyand on leafless maples which, in summer or fallare watercolour forms of things children call trees,but in winter are … Continue reading

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What the Middle Ages and my 11-Year-Old Can Teach us About Diversity

Each year my son and I camp on Prince Edward Island’s heavenly north shore. On one of our hike days we scramble down the red clay rocks to the white sand beaches, hopping over huddles of dry moss as we … Continue reading

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Even on Chairs of Bronze

I was walking from my in-law’s house to work the other day. It is longer than my normal commute by foot, but is no great punishment. Prince Edward Island, when not beset by winter storms that are just starting to … Continue reading

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