Nature’s first green is gold. Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief. So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. Robert Frost 1874-1963 Hello all. Welcome to my monthly journal. A place for me to share with… Continue reading October 28. Issue #146
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Newsletter 20
This weeks newsletter, on loss, love and paths. The featured photo — a makeshift memorial at Mel Lastman Square in Toronto, January 9th, to honour all those who perished on the Ukrainian passenger flight 752. This week I received my bulk order of hardcover books and my paperbacks as well. Now I have to figure… Continue reading Newsletter 20