Apr. 14 Is today an “ides” or is there only one in March? This view is familiar to you by now, I know. There is a perimeter, along the borders of our lawn, of seemingly random fence posts. They are unprocessed bits of tree and seem to have no purpose. However, yesterday the fence was…
Author: mumma yaga
210413 having tea
Apr. 13 having tea i ran home after school through iced-over ditches in hand-me-down boots and in the kitchen mom made tea i told her everything i don’t remember how but i felt as if i’d handed her my day i don’t remember her arms but i felt as if she held me to her…
210412 Mumma’s Busy Day
Apr. 12 The sky is turning pink along the south hills. (I was up today before the dawn.) A Ruffed Grouse is drumming on the ridge. Sounds like a gas generator starting up. And a woodpecker is knocking. A skein of geese went over, honking. I seemed to have a lot to do yesterday. My…
210410 Birds
Apr. 10 The first vulture to appear over our meadow arrived on the 31st. of March. Yesterday, K saw a pair. I hope it was our original with a mate! Perhaps they will come and live here! After the last snow, April’s fools’ joke, Robins began to show up in ones and twos, then a…
210407 Kismet Gefilte Fish Al Jolson and I’m Just Wild About Harry
April 7 Kismet Gefilte Fish with horseradish. “Though April showers may come your way, they bring the flowers that bloom in May…. It isn’t raining rain, you know, it’s raining violets.”* I want…
210402 a legitimate storm
April 2 written in february at the vineyard. lemon clouds on a sundown sky the snow is a thing it breathes it is a paintbrush the ice stalactites frozen time. what is this place? i don’t know who I am. i wake up here, i live the day, i go to bed. i’m not really…
210331 Suddenly there are birds.
Mar. 31 This morning the sun is shining and it feels like a true spring morning. Our meadow is filled with pink sunshine and the branches of the pine trees are red with expectation of new life. Suddenly there are birds. Through the winter there have been chickadees, crows and the pair of ravens who…
210326 It doesn’t matter where you are
Mar. 26 How the chestnut branches curl up like fingers! The buds are getting fat. Snow drops, our single white crocus that comes up by the maple tree each year. A neighbour has lovely egg-yolk yellow crocuses. The squill are usually later than the crocuses, and also twice as tall as these…
210323 Spring in Toronto, Home News
Mar. 23 We arrived in Toronto just in time for the blue skies and sunshine. Birds are singing everywhere. The 427 and Dundas Street are roaring. Not as bothersome as expected; rather it is like the roar of the city’s blood in its veins. This is, after all, my home. I grew up here. …
210320 Equinox West Ridge Stream
Mar. 20 Fig.(Who else?) I walked to the west ridge stream this morning with Fig. We were able to walk on top of the snow; it was frozen enough to hold us. As soon as we reached the brook Fig was down the snowbank and into it drinking his fill of the pure mountain…