Category Archives: Essays

The Magic Of Christmas

The Magic Of Christmas The Christmas lights glowing in the rain do not look like Christmas lights to me. They look old and hazy and out-of-place; oddly out of time. I feel as though I have suddenly been thrust into the middle of March and people have forgotten to take their Christmas decorations down. It doesn’t seem much… Read More »

Three Weeks Until Christmas

Three Weeks Until Christmas Last night, late, when the house was quiet and the only sound was the winter wind whipping the lifeless trees, I watched the flame of a single candle flicker and thought about what Christmas means to me. I looked out the window and saw a winter scene painted by an unseen hand – snow… Read More »

Thoughts At Thanksgiving Time

Thoughts At Thanksgiving Time When I think of Thanksgiving, I think of myself as a young boy, watching the Thanksgiving parade on television, mom busy in the kitchen preparing our Thanksgiving dinner and the feeling of love all around. I remember gray, cold and cloudy days and the steamy windows that cooking made. And I remember Thanksgiving snowflakes… Read More »

Taking Care of a Dead Turkey

Taking Care of a Dead Turkey Thanksgiving time is upon us again. To my Canadian friends, I’m sorry this is late (I’m sooooo ethnocentric!) Anyway… for all of us in the U.S. of A., Thanksgiving is nigh. I love that word – nigh. Anyway, since we refer to Thanksgiving here in the States as “turkey day”, I’m going… Read More »

The Elephants of Style and The Cardboard Lady

The Elephants of Style and The Cardboard Lady So, I’m writing a short story and it is turning into a novel. And I begin to realize I should have not paid as much attention in English class. I find myself groaning over what is proper English, whether my verbs agree, whether my sentences are complete, or not –… Read More »

A Single Flake Of Snow

A Single Flake Of Snow With a single flake of snow, winter begins. Like that first faint shadow of twilight, we hardly take notice of it. Our lives begin with a single breath  – and end with one final one. Spring begins with a single flower and fades into summer – and we hardly notice. Like our children… Read More »