Artemisia

The tragedy of his wife's condition had been perfectly met by the care and tenderness of her husband. It was a daily lesson for me.

On the adaptability of crows and men when eating lunch in the urban outdoors of our era.

In which, at long last, I allow myself to cry.

On finding your family, pondering hidden siblings and a tribute to my friend, Ms. Judy Joe.

In which a man in a wheelchair teaches me not to judge a book by its cover.

A sword learns, "All wars of religion are only civil wars, and by civil war no nation's condition was ever bettered." Prince Henry -1618

In which Mr. Rodrigues teaches me an ancient Portuguese healing art.

In which I learn of the purpose and fate of a poem I wrote twenty years before my retirement.

My first encounter with the spirit of St. Melangell.

Introduction to Recollections of a Vancouver Letter-carrier.