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Isobel Cunningham has published short fiction and poetry. Her book, Northern Compass is available on Amazon. She was born in Wales but Montreal is her adopted home. She speaks French, Modern Greek ( it’s a fun story) and a little Spanish…oh, English too, of course. She welcomes comments on her blog and looks forward to chatting with you over cyber-space.

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  • Fish and Fishermen

    Flat calm and a couple of fishermen out casting. I settled down in a shady little niche under a high dried out root of driftwood. It’s amazing how much cooler it is just in a little pool of shade. Fish were jumping. Big silvery fish jumped out of the flat sea between the man in…

  • The Everyday Walk

    On a clear and breezy day what could be more beautiful than a walk down by the stony beach? One hardly meets a soul. Occasionally someone is out walking a dog but this is not the sort of beach where kids build sandcastles. There is a path that leads between the sea and the open…

  • A wonderful outing

    People come from around this area to spend time hanging out in a shallow river where large stones have carved out potholes over the years. The water was fresh and cool on a day that reached 30 degrees. It was easy to lie on a partly submerged rock or dunk into a shoulder- high pothole…

  • Up Mount Washington

    This is not the wilderness no matter what it looks like from certain angles There were lots of walkers up here yesterday. Well, it was Sunday. Part of the trail is “ natural” in that there are tons of roots and plenty of uneven terrain that made me glad of my hiking poles. There is…

  • At Seal Bay

    What will we find here today? Rocks of all shapes and colours

  • Getting to Vancouver Island

    After a long wait we took a little 35- seater to Comox on Vancouver Island where my dear daughter picked me up. It looks green and lush but the Island is in the throes of a drought. This island is designated a pacific RainForest. No rain has fallen since May 2. That makes three months…

  • A Watched Pot

    I have owned this plant for a long time. A plumeria, native of Hawaii, it liked heat, sun, humidity, all of which it can sometimes find in Montreal. She is shy though and fussy. One cool night, a storm, a loud clap of thunder and she changes her mind Even though we had all the…

  • Nature, strong and patient

    Yesterday I started my park regimen of laps and climbing up and down the toboggan hill. I went home beside some vacant lots and had to walk in the road because the luxuriant growth of wildflowers has almost overgrown the sidewalk. Wild grapevines climb over the fences and bees are enjoying this wild oasis. My…

  • Prayer Flags

    On my way through the cool park this Sunday morning There were some bright flags stretched between trees printed with images and text in a language I don’t know. Among them was a sign announcing the Quebec Buddhist Society. I immediately remembered the idea of prayer flags. I think the idea is that with every…

  • Fall on her Way

    These beautiful cones have changed colour from pale yellow to their signature red in just a week or so. At the edge of my favourite park, these bushes are so often overlooked as weeds, but they are at their most beautiful now with lush green foliage and red seed cones. Wild roses? Done! Time for…