Face Photos from Readers
Thanks to John Whitman for this slightly dismayed face from downtown Ottawa.
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Photo Memory of the Week
Posted: 2025 Apr 04
Category Archives: Day-to-Day Encounters
Black is the New Clear
Like Sally, I just want my tea the way I want it – oh, and the rest of society, too, while we’re at it. Clear, please. There is a short pause and then a disarmingly frank admission. I’m sorry. … Continue reading
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Tagged Attitudes, Culture, Food & Drink
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6 Times More Confused!
Having more choices in paper towels is not a good thing. What were the marketers thinking? I stop briefly in the grocery store aisle. We’re out of paper towels and I’m looking to buy. What could be simpler? I have, … Continue reading
White Socks & The First Thing
I didn’t mean to end up on the nude beach on my daily walk. Honest. White socks are the first thing I see. OK, maybe not the first thing. After an extended desert sojourn, I am visiting a place … Continue reading
Degrees of Connection
Blair? I turn, in some surprise. I don’t usually answer to ‘Blair’ but the chatty guy behind me in line has just identified the first name of my nephew-by-marriage. How did two strangers arrive at this point? Thanks for asking.
Mix, Match; Repeat
Two encounters over the space of 20+ years give me food for thought about my relationship with clothing. And how I handle presumptuous comments. You don’t care much about clothes, do you? I turn to look at the well-turned-out guy … Continue reading
The Princess & the Hygienist
A real-live princess gives a clinic in working a room and being in the moment; my real-live hygienist gives one in working my mouth and (I hope) being in that moment. Where’s a real-live Buddhist when you want to talk … Continue reading
Tonight’s Match: Super Versus Pseudo
An everyday visit to the grocery store becomes a study in contrasts, from organic, air-chilled chicken, to chocolate-chip-cookie spread. My cart is filling nicely. Grapefruit and cauliflower; carrots and green beans; mushrooms and brussels sprouts. Fresh salmon (albeit a little … Continue reading
One Key at a Time
I drop my mystery key back into the catch-all. It could be a sombre warning of all the things I hang onto without reason: the old junk stuffed into basement boxes, the outdated attitudes tucked away on my mind’s shelves. Continue reading
The Age of Aquarius
An encounter with a new-age jeweler on Vancouver Island leads to new perspectives on ways of being in the world. What’s the date? The twenty-third, I answer, without hesitation. Oh, that’s right, she says, the moon’s in the third quarter. … Continue reading