All posts tagged: identity

Flag girl, part III

So what was this flag girl part of me ready to say I am not having it? The part that, as time went on, was so in-tune with how-to details. “Hmmm, Mary Kerr keeps a garden hose at the ready in the trunk of her car,” […]

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The long goodbye

Tactical error. I was already halfway across the street, essentially committed to crossing, when I saw the little old lady. Blast. Another person had already claimed that sidewalk. And what’s more, because she was trundling along so slowly while pulling a little red suitcase down the […]

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Velvet’s threshold

Part I She held herself like a queen, not in a haughty way, just in full possession of her silly 17-year-old self. Only 4 years older than Velvet myself but nonetheless the teacher of her in my Drama 3/4 class, it took a few weeks […]

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Clown car

Lobster pie and wild mushroom risotto were on my mind as I set off early Saturday morning on my standard weekend walk, heading for downtown. Kerry and Bruce had just been to Fiddlehead’s, glorying in their luck at catching these specials, limited edition, so I aimed to […]

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Popsicle test

Sugar compelled us. We were sugar sniffing girls, alert to its presence in any form and prepared to work with raw materials to get it closer to the treat format. At the same time, we were practical about it, taking it, if need be, straight up from the bag […]

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