Daily Archives: October 5, 2000


At the portages, few stopped to pick blueberries clustered tightly by fistfuls in easy reach, the blue tears in grey pre-rain light; my son and daughter sang with the yellow finches feasting on wild delight. We kneeled among bushes aside … Continue reading


I have heard the chorus of loons trilling across wild Quebec nights, Winding into the furls of wind like sleek ribbons of moonlight, Banking against the neck of the mountains, casting their songs Into my sleep. The tongues of autumn … Continue reading