Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Gorgeous morning

Hal Mills is a gem. Not only does he have one of the most beautiful homes, he puts on amazing concerts. Affectionately known as The Dunk, after the small river trickling out back, guests are treated like gold. He showed me a copy of this article, it pretty much sums up life around here.

Over a bowl of late night apple pie with ice cream Hal told me about his days in the North. He decided to settle in PEI because that's where most of his friends were. I thought it couldn't get any better until I woke up to freshly baked cookies and coffee. Some day I want to have a place like this to share with friends, lovers and nature. Pinch me, the universe is just too kind.

I may recall a dream from a time before

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

All hands on a grain of sand


An afternoon swim in the Atlanic Ocean on the north shore of Prince Edward Island certainly affirms life's magnitude. Not to mention showcases a spectacular view of Confederation Bridge.

An applause is in order for a dear friend td bird who pushed me beyond my irrational fears and got me down on those rocks and into the waters, jellyfish, public nudity and all.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

In My Own Company

Ryan MacGrath's disc In My Own Company was given to me by Pigeon Row publicist Mattie C, who knows very well my love for cabaret crooners. I was blown away by Ryan's songs, not to mention his charming sense of self, he's truly one of a kind.

Take a walk on the wild side

Hold on memories she said silently

Friday, July 17, 2009

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

All my lovers were there with me, all my past and futures


Old friend, lover and fellow dreamer. I don’t know where you are, but this isn't how the story ends. It can't be. There is more for us, I know we'll meet again. Until then, trust that love, respect and deep roots tie us all together. You are so deeply loved and missed already. Your passion for art, music and community lingers on...

I lost an old friend just the other day. The details are tragic, heartbreaking and sorrow-filled. In the narrative of my heart, he holds the place of many firsts. Michal Majewski was truly a unique soul.

There are many ways to say goodbye, some attend funerals while others mourn quietly alone. I am somewhere in the middle. Yesterday I wrote a letter and tossed it out to sea. Standing on the pier, I made a promise to myself to travel to Poland and visit his homelands. I want to hear familiar hints of his thick Polish accent, commemorate the time we spent together and honour the effect he had upon those lucky enough to know him.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Tall buildings shake, voices escape

You always say your name like I wouldn't know it

Cried the other night and I don't even know why

Purple is as purple does

Fluroscent and starry, some of them, they surprise

Don't cast away your inner island

Needle and thread keep me together

A day in the life

Last night's Paul McCartney performance on the Halifax Common drew thousands of folks from their homes. People gathered on balconies, stoops, street corners and on Citadel Hill to singalong to old Beatles tunes. What struck me was the timeless transcendence of music. I'll admit it, I almost got a little weepy with the onslaught of nostalgia.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

All that I need is the air that I breathe

Just when the lethargy sets in the universe suprises me with a random gift. I was looking in the backyard of a stranger's house only to be surprised to see some balloons tied to a plant in their garden. I snuck a picture over the fence. Shhhhhh, don't tell anyone.

Letters from a porcupine

Every week day I walk past this house and marvel at the colours. Some days a fluffy white cat sleeps on the stoop, other days he must stay indoors. He seems indifferent as I passby.

Conversational conversations


There are pivotal moments in life, sometimes they come in the form of conversational exchanges other times they arrive at the break of day. This morning I met with a dear friend, we shared our thoughts, hopes and curiosities. With stiff Americano's and the best cranberry muffins we've tasted, we felt like we had it all. And we did.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Friday, July 3, 2009

Thursday, July 2, 2009

One step forward, two steps back

Newsprint holiday