I grew up in a city that boasted one skyscraper. When I was a child, I thought that description was more than apt. After all, everything is big when you are small. Now, when I return home for summer visits to Corner Brook, Newfoundland, I look at the Sir Richard Squires building with amused affection. … More Moving on up makes me appreciate high-density living
I don’t see the empty space until I come back in from my balcony. I went out there to water the tomatoes and enjoy the sun rising over the CN Tower. My appreciation for the city deepens on mornings like these, when the sun drapes a diaphanous sheath over Toronto, masking the its grit. The … More Seeing the sunrise, missing the obvious
The Morning Glories on my balcony wake up earlier than I do each morning. They look like they’ve been up for hours primping and preening, every bloom a study in perfection. I’d be jealous if I didn’t know they too will be drooping with exhaustion by supper time. All that early morning energy consumes this … More Morning Glories and meditation: food for the soul
Lynda MacGibbon 