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It was a Wednesday morning at the Little Brew Cafe in Massey. My area doesn’t have much in the way of spaces like this, and I cherish every visit I have there. The owners somehow feel like old friends despite our caffeine-based relationship and the space itself embodies a small town charm that transcends eras.…
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I snapped this photo on my morning walk, and then it led me down a rabbit hole. We often look at the seasons as fitting a very specific set of rules. Trees lose their leaves in fall.They’re bare for the winter. Growth and regeneration happen during spring. Then I look at this tree holding on…
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I’m late with posting these poetry prompts for National Poetry Month, and I can own that. These prompts were supposed to be posted April 11th, but life had other plans. I got home from a SickKids trip and crashed— hard. So here I am, minutes before running out the door to facilitate the Writers Table…
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I want to love January, but for the bulk of my years, I fell in love with the idea of it – not its truths. If you’re like me, you’ve spent much of your life viewing January as the magical month of possibilities and clinging to the mantra of “New Year, New You”. In the…
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J.L. Fizzell 