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Superstition Mountain, near Phoenix AZ
Colorado Springs, CO
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Category Archives: Day-to-Day Encounters
Tonight’s Match: Super Versus Pseudo
An everyday visit to the grocery store becomes a study in contrasts, from organic, air-chilled chicken, to chocolate-chip-cookie spread. My cart is filling nicely. Grapefruit and cauliflower; carrots and green beans; mushrooms and brussels sprouts. Fresh salmon (albeit a little … Continue reading
One Key at a Time
I drop my mystery key back into the catch-all. It could be a sombre warning of all the things I hang onto without reason: the old junk stuffed into basement boxes, the outdated attitudes tucked away on my mind’s shelves. Continue reading
The Age of Aquarius
What’s the date? The twenty-third, I answer, without hesitation. Oh, that’s right, she says, the moon’s in the third quarter. Of course. As the proprietor, sole employee, and creative energy behind this establishment, the blonde — requisite long hair pulled … Continue reading
The All-Aboutness of Avocados
The long-lasting effects of an encounter over the avocado bin, and reflections on the life lessons offered by that humble fruit. Avocados are all about planning. Startled, I look up from what I’m doing — feeling up avocados — and … Continue reading
You in Your Small Corner…
Driving over the bridge across the canal, I enter the stretch of this artery that is — to my Western Canadian sensibilities — just a few feet too narrow for four lanes of traffic zooming to and from the downtown. … Continue reading
More or Less
In which the alleged wisdom of the Orient collides with the pickiness of Isabel. Unencumbered by handles, the tea cylinder is still too hot to lift, so I nudge it carefully, turning it to see what it says. Ah. Ten … Continue reading
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Tagged Critical Thinking, Culture, Food & Drink
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Go, Buckeyes!
A chat with a waitress in Sedona leads to a connection over a hoodie. She’s just checking that we’re happy with our meal. We might be looking a little glum as we finish our brunch under the glow of … Continue reading
Life is a Highway
Please, God, no. If life is a highway, as Tom Cochrane said, then I’m careering down it with a full load that is, suddenly, all too much. Continue reading
Ouch and Double Ouch
I feel the burn instantaneously. The merest touch, no more than a glancing blow, scalds left forearm and leg. I don’t see my life pass before my eyes, exactly, but it’s a close thing. My attacker has been lying in … Continue reading
