i’ll be glad when christmas is over
I wrote the poem below in December 2017, a little over a year after my mom died. I have shared it again each December since, when so many people…
miss aligned
I scroll through a new photographer friend’s images of a foggy night in Almonte, the town in which we both live. They feature her husband as a model. They are…
mississippi mills council ‘reporting’ reboot
I’m not really a political animal. When I lived overseas, I didn’t have a vote and had no control of what happened around me. But in Canada, my vote…
10 images from my mississippi mills
These are the ten images I entered in the Mississippi Mills Bi-Centennial Photo Contest. I don’t expect to win anything – there are so many amazing photographers in Mississippi…
we rode a long way, baby
“I didn’t think you’d be back,” the Ottawa Safety Council (OSC) instructor said on the morning of September 12, 2021. It was day two of the OSC M1 exit course…
dead bugs are dope
You don’t get away with much in a FB motorcycle group. I posted this pic and caption, for example, in the Ottawa Misfits Motorcycle Group: The post generated a…
surprise ride
It was November 26, 2022. I was drinking apple juice and biting into the first of three leftover Easter eggs – the little ones wrapped in various colours of…
woe is us
Poking fun at the start of the long, dark winter 😛 woe is us by susan © 2022 Listen here: Read here: woe is us november’s here with cold…
ever feel as if you don’t belong?
November 18, 2022: “Did you post that poem?” Christine asked me over Zoom today. “No,” I replied. “I’m still thinking about it.” I wrote ‘on the outside’ in early…