Suggestion Saturday: August 30, 2014

Here is this week’s list of blog posts and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web.

28 Magical Paths Begging To Be Walked. Wow, these are incredible!

Moonrise via RHMustard. This is a shining example of why I love poetry so much. I’ll be tempted to whip it out the next time I meet someone who has yet to meet a poem that they love.

When “Race” Wasn’t About Skin Colour. Fascinating stuff. It makes me wonder how our definitions of race will change as DNA tests for heritage become more widespread and accurate.

Nariya’s First Beer. When I was about this girl’s age a family friend offered me an ice cream sandwich. I turned them down in polite horror. The only bread my family ate was the extremely healthy whole wheat kind. I couldn’t imagine why anyone would slather ice cream on something so dense and chewy. To me it made about as much sense as pouring chocolate syrup on steamed broccoli.  I can’t remember if I’ve shared this story before, but it came to mind while reading about Nariya’s funny misunderstanding.

On the Beach via fridayam. I thought this was a very appropriate poem to share as we say goodbye to August.

From An Unexpected Inheritance via Funny_Matters:

I carried on walking, behind my friend. I commented on something. My voice cracked. We continued along the hill-path.

There’s something wonderful about knowing she’s still very much ‘there’. In ways I’d never imagined. In other people’s memories of me. In hill-top walks. In my behaviour. My strengths. Even in my weaknesses.

How would our species change if we no longer had the ability to speak? The Silent History imagines a chilling answer to this question that kept me up way past my bedtime.

One of the things that fascinates me about babies is how they figure out language. Sometimes it’s weird to cuddle an infant who is too young to speak. I wonder what they’re thinking about and what they would have to say about the world around them if they had the ability to start talking right away. The idea of interacting with a child who never gains this ability is really interesting.

I’ve purposefully avoided the terms science fiction and dystopia while discussing this book. I know some of my readers are gun-shy around those genres, but this is something I strongly recommend to anyone with even a passing interest in the premise.

What have you been reading?

Keeping in Touch: Final Update

For anyone just tuning in, this summer I’ve been attempting to be more diligent about keeping in touch with friends and family members who live far away. It’s been an interesting experiment. Today I’ll be sharing my thoughts on the process as we get ready to say good-bye to August. I’ve learned that I really…

This Way Up

This Way Up from Nexus on Vimeo.   This short film follows two long-suffering men as they attempt to deliver a casket to the cemetery. I loved the beginning, but what happens once they arrive at their destination is what makes me so eager to share this with all of my readers.

How Do You Know You Exist?

One of the reasons why I loved this video so much is that it reminds me of my childhood.  Childhood is a funny thing. At the time it seems to last forever, but one day it suddenly ends. When I look back at it, everything seems like it happened much more quickly than it felt like it…

Suggestion Saturday: August 23, 2014

Here is this week’s list of blog posts, poems, and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web. Trinity Bellwood Park Loses White Squirrel. Most of my readers aren’t from Ontario, so I thought you all might enjoy a little taste of our local news. The comment section is especially entertaining. What Happens When…

Good-bye, Bruce

I first met Bruce Gerencser (and his family) six or seven summers ago while visiting family in Ohio. Since then I’ve followed him through several incarnations of his blog, The Way Forward. He’d step away from it when his health worsened and try again a few weeks or months later when things had stabilized. (Or, in many cases,…


A talented woman named Megan McShane made this short film. I absolutely loved the ending.    

More Beautiful Ordinary Things

A few years ago I challenged my readers and myself to find Beauty in Three Ordinary Things. As this summer is winding down, I thought I’d return to this challenge. It’s been weird here in Toronto over the past two months as far as the weather is concerned. One week it feels like autumn, the next we’re boiling hot….

Suggestion Saturday: August 16, 2014

Here is this week’s list of blog posts, paintings, rants, and other tidbits from my favourite corners of the web. The American Room. My family lived in all kinds of places while I was growing up: an apartment; a (fairly) modern, cookie-cutter, suburban house;  multiple old, drafty farmhouses; a trailer; and, my favourite, a century-old house…

There’s Such a Thing as Too Much Simplicity

Many visitors are surprised by how little my husband and I own. We live simply in a very small apartment. We don’t own a car, couch,  dishwasher, washer, dryer, table, chairs, or a lot of the other stuff that most people have in their homes. I’m happy with what we do own. It’s enough to cover all…