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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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  • Changing seasons

    Went away for a month and left my beloved grandchild in charge of my plants… hmmm… not the green thumb I would have hoped for. Bleeding, but recovering! I only wanted this for the name.., and I finally got it! Yes, in spite of the unseasonable heat, it is fall and chestnuts are falling. I…

  • In the woods

    It’s the size of a dinner plate. Phaeolus Schweinitzii discovered and named by a Moravian minister in colonial America. ( according to Wikipedia) It’s like velvet cardboard in texture and not appropriate for an omelette. It used to be used for dying cloth and comes in gold color as well as this lovely brown. In…

  • Fall Get-Away

    Just a few days at my dear friend’s place on the country north of Montreal sounded wonderful. Her beautiful cottage is on Lac Labelle about three hours’ drive north of Montreal. Although it is only mid-September, fall is definitely on its way. There are no more swimmers and soon the raft will be pulled up…

  • Almost

    I think so. Certainly it’s one of the few trees that has surrendered to the new beautiful season just opening to us. Just a hint of what is to come Day by day, unfolding . Our only job is to notice.

  • The surprise of red

    You never really know. But this one was perfect. I actually gasped when I saw the perfection of it. I love the contrast too with the white rim and the lovely green husk. Grandkids verdict – one shlerped it down, one “ I don’t eat that , Granny” and one just took one slice. The…

  • All in the way you look at things?

    Wonderful, isn’t it? As one awaiting cataract surgery I’m treasuring my sight more and more. I’m treasuring a different point of view lately too made me smile as I thought up captions for a big- mouth politician. Or a direction sign for walkers and pedestrians. All in the way we look at things, I guess!

  • On the water today

    What a joy to be out on the water virtually alone! There were three or four but a poor phone camera..,, We were with my daughter’s dear friend and her brother. Chatting, gossiping about the hospital, planning trips……away from this beauty?

  • Denman Island and Hornby Island

    Vancouver Island, where I am visiting my daughter is big so it is fun to get on a local ferry and go off to visit some of the smaller outer islands. To get to Hornby, our destination yesterday, we had to make a skip over Denman. the ferries are almost like local busses, the first…

  • In the midst of death

    Here a forest comes down to the shore. The forest is alive and also dying all the time. Life is being nourished by dead organisms all around me. nourish new saplings. Moss is everywhere When I go on my usual walk beside the shallow but swift-flowing Oyster River, I am acutely aware of how it…

  • Whale Watching

    Not a whale. My daughter, Elizabeth and I went out on a covered boat with about 8 other people from the dock on Campbell River this morning. We did see some whales, some orcas and some humpbacks but in the manner of most living creatures who aren’t interested in humans, they were hard to photograph.…