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A place to call home
On our last evening at Squirrel Cove, we watched the storm wash the sky away. Lightning crimped the edge of clouds and a peppery wind was whipping up whitecaps close to shore. The piano broke into a waltz, the sound … Continue reading
Posted in Classics
Tagged books, classics, food, home, Howards End, memories, place, Squirrel Cove, vacation
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Sweetness in the Belly
Some days ago, on my way to work, I was struck by a disturbing image on the top page of my local newspaper. A young man stranded in the middle of a flooded road, barefoot, clothes plastered to a soaked … Continue reading
Posted in Drama, Love story
Tagged books, Ethiopia, food, refugee crisis, refugees, Syria
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Mad with heat
The air crackles like an oven. Grass, dry as cinder, crawls with critters mad with heat. One spark is all it takes for houses to shoot up in flames, the hot breath of the wind fanning the fire in a … Continue reading
Posted in Canadiana, Short Story
Tagged Atlantic, books, Canada, family, fire, food, heat wave, Lisa Moore, Newfoundland, reading
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On the road again
The engine groans as it grinds up the hill in a tight curve. The windshield is caked over with dust, the ochre smudged off just above the steering wheel where the wipers have been working over time. They’re taking a … Continue reading
Power walk
Harold leans across the brine-eaten railing to catch a glimpse of the sealion lazying in the sun. Seagulls wheel overhead and the fishermen slap baskets of shrimp onto the jetty, ready for market. The first customers already crowd the docks, … Continue reading
Posted in Coming-of-age, Drama
Tagged books, cause, coastal, fish, food, Harold Fry, journey, pilgrimage, reading, seaside, travel, voyage, walk
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Coffee chat
The noise and chatter draws you in as soon as you reach the glass doors. Step into the cafe and you are overflown by raucuous laughter, heated debates, shoulderslapping and shouts for “un vino mas”. It’s hard to reach the … Continue reading
Dancing the Sevillana
The square heels chop at the floor in their staccato rhythm, tender at first, like a quiet longing, then growing more intense, eating up the stage in the throes of heated passion, a dizzying whirlwind of steps locked in battle, … Continue reading
When Granada fell quiet
The shutter clicks open. Beatriz blinks into the white sun, the spicy smell of the jacarandas teasing her awake. The empy cobblestones breathe out into the silence, deep shadows straining up the hill towards the mottled walls of the Alhambra. … Continue reading
Posted in Historical fiction
Tagged books, conquest, food, Granada, history, Isabella of Castille, Moors, queens, reading, Spain
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The book hangover
Sluggish brain, red-rimmed eyes, feverish gums, aching limbs, a general state of lassitude punctured by guilt, with a blurry restlessness tugging at the edge of consciousness: if you recognize the symptoms, you likely recall your last hangover, the baffled sense … Continue reading