isobelmtl
Writing under a Montreal sky
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After a wonderful month with my daughter, Elizabeth, I am back at home in Montreal. It was fun to share the cooking and shopping, to go on expeditions together and to sit reading or watching a movie in the evenings. The fall moon was spectacular and the days full of sights I can never find…
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No trips into town. No long walks. No errands. We are having a “reading day” thanks to a large box of poetry and short story texts left at the side of the road outside a storage facility. Did the owner die? Did she rummage in her cubicle and decide to “ make room” ? Whatever…
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We went walking just 20 minutes out of town. We heard rushing water and came to this beautiful river racing over ancient rocks. What a blessed day with my dear daughter. And still now that it is night, time for sleep, the water is flowing over the river bed. The tree is standing firm as…
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I am staying with my daughter in a semi rural community on Vancouver Island. I really enjoy walking the many beautiful trails close to her house. However, there comes a moment when one starts to talk to ravens and then one realizes it is time to go into town. My daughter works and drives in…
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The strange luminous squares are light from the fine netting that protects a few plants. Here the innocent must sit in jail while guilty deer roam around at night munching on delicacies. They have whole forests to graze on but they prefer our favorites. The rose bush, sulky at this injustice only put out one…
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Out on Vancouver Island you can tell it’s fall. Blackberries are starting to ripen The open faced eglantine roses have lost their petals in the dry heat of a long summer. The air is a little hazy today because of wildfires on the mainland. Here on the island, all is calm. The water of the…
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Fall colors outside the city are hinting at the glory to come. The sun is still strong but it is cool in the shade. The trees and bushes have had their chance to grow, to flower and to put out fruit. Today they stand absolutely still, balancing on the point between the seasons. Only the…
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On the steps of our museum, after my tour it was a joy to see this young couple.
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My top heavy sunflower snapped its stem on a windy day. I tied it up with a support stick but I don’t understand how two weeks later it managed to send up enough nutrients to have a new flower open up! I cut off the original big flower as it was past its best but…
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A dragonfly perhaps? Sitting in the shade on my lemon tree that steadfastly refuses to bloom, you are the pale and diaphanous detail that deserves a greeting. Much you care for my greeting! You have your own vital tasks to attend to. You are like the fat white spider who haunts my astonishing geranium. Astonishing…