Notes to Self

Today, I wrote a song

For anyone sick of singing the ABC's with their kids as they wash their hands, here's a 20-second song that will be stuck in your head for a very, very long time. Soap, Scrub, Wash the Germs Soap, scrub, wash the germs Gently down the drain Merrily, merrily, merrily,...

My Gratitude Journal – 18 March 2020

The aroma and bittersweet taste of scalding coffee passing over my tongue. Blue-fingered shadows cast on snow. Sunlight catching the arced droplets of dog spit when a ball is thrown. The sound of giggling and the popping up of a head behind a fence as someone watched...

My Gratitude Journal – 17 March 2020

The blue sky, the bright sun sparking the snow. The flakes of snow that shook from the sky like falling feathers while the sun shined and while I was outside. The sight of moms and kids having a picnic at the playground. The sound of kids fighting: “Let me in! You...

Teacher loved me best

How I learned to draw the Easter Bunny in Grade 3 (and still do). Also, possibly why I did not become an illustrator. It’s rarely the “good” students teachers remember – the ones who show up every day with hair and teeth brushed, clean clothes and shy smiles. But for...

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