I heard coyotes sing the day you diedlong and mournful like my thoughtsof your friendship and your laughterof shared journeys in a tiny townand journeys in different times and placeswhere soldiers go that sound the sameexcept the names have changedwith stories growing longer by the telling,Awards and medals, ups and
I am curious
This will probably be a long post, if you are a TLDR; type person you can skip over to one of the Recipes (I highly recommend the Baked Curried Chicken). This is a post about my thoughts as I get closer to the end of decade 6 than the beginning.
An Ocean of Silence
What if the ocean ran silent,no lapping waves slappingagainst encrusted logs,no humpback songechoing deep downbeyond the sunightin a place we have only seenon National Geographic? What if the skies were emptyno wheeling gullsscreaming at their neighbours,no cheeky crowstormenting my dogas she tries to pee in silencebefore her morning cookiesand snuggles?
Vic Hodgin’s Thai Shellfish Soup
When I was living in Northern B.C. my best friend’s wife (who hailed from Singapore) introduced me to a variety of spicy Southeast Asian delicacies, many with unpronounceable names that brought fire to the tummy and sweat to my brow – dang they were good! Now that we live in
Bingy Peanut Popcorn Squares
If there are two things in this world I like they are peanut butter and popcorn. Give me a fresh jar of peanut butter and I am a happy camper. A large bowl of popcorn and Netflix and I am set for the evening! So what about combining the two?
Mono No Aware
The Japanese have a way of making a few words into a deep philosophy of simplicity, expressing the thoughts and feelings we have inside that have no words in English. Sure we have words like sadness and melancholy but they are generalized, almost cliche that lose the essence of their

















































