So as the season begins to move indoors I had a hankering for more knotwork. I thought my usual paracord bracelets might be a little narrow for men so I have been playing with widening the bands. The green and black paracord bracelet above is an example of a wider
Author: Mark
Clary
(From the unpublished ‘K444 – Growing Up In The Shadow of a Rusty Boat’) Childhood is made up of exploring our senses; tasting everything with an eye to disliking it, touching objects to learn their density, hardness, warmth or cold, watching pets and older siblings to mimic them, listening for
Colourful Black and White
I woke up at 6:15 am this morning and within 10 minutes I had logged into my computers, checked 3 email accounts, scanned the Blue Jays game writeup on Sportsnet and was halfway through the headlines at CBC.ca. And it got me thinking… In today’s world everything is pushed at
Honouring Memories
The year was 1978, I was stationed next to the Sweetwater Canal in beautiful downtown Ismailia, Egypt and feeling very, very far from home. A lot of things had happened in my family that year I was away, some good things like the birth of my nephews Matt and Kris,
Delicious surrender
Delicious surrenderlike morphine – sweet and softnumb flowing in gentle riversto push away the pain of thoughtlike the ratty Winnie the Poohthey gave you at sixto chase the bogeymanyou held on tighttil Michelle in the ninth gradethrew him from a passing carcartwheeling over the medianinto the oncoming trafficyou laughed and
Whalesong
Mighty songbird of the searolling languid in the wavesone flipper highto serenadefamily deep below. How sad to thinkin our stupiditythe only whalesongour children will hearis on Youtube. ml’25 Yesterday a whale watching tour boat, loaded with camera toting tourists guaranteed a ‘sighting’, rammed a humpback at high speed in the
