Beauty comes to me as a love letter. Unfolding it, something enfolds me, and I cannot move past it. I am held by sight, sound and touch, sometimes even by a scent of something so lovely moving on is simply impossible. I must pause from whatever I am doing, wherever I am going. I must … More Is it not enough?
The sunrise is showing itself off as a gauzy, scarlet sash today. It weaves around the bend in the shoreline, stretches behind the CN Tower and the high-rises of the city skyline, then dips into the hazy blue water of Lake Ontario. I sip my coffee, appreciating the view from my balcony window, even though … More Life in a fog isn’t such a bad state of mind