
flute flies & love taps
September 11, 2017: Mom had a great sense of humour. She spent more time laughing…
September 11, 2017: Mom had a great sense of humour. She spent more time laughing…
This is a poem to remember August evenings, summer, travel, dreams, hope, death, grief, rebirth,…
I had intended to leave home over the Easter weekend 2012. It was to be…
I didn’t know I was shaking hands with an angel when I met Caroline (aka…
November 16, 2012: I took the photograph before nine; I know for sure because Caroline…
Flashback November 8, 2011: “I don’t really want to have all those bags in there,” Mom…
baa baa black sheep, have you any wool? yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.…
The vapour trails are scarcely visible in the image above, but they were as clear…
“Calling me ‘dear’ is like a red flag to a bull,” I once said to…
Two of the biggest among the multitude challenges facing many Alzheimer’s dementia care partners are:…