Cottage Status Report 20250608
Last night, I heard my owl for the first time this season. I’m not sure if it’s a girl or a boy, or even if it’s the same owl from year to year, but its “woot-too-woot,” usually around four in the morning, is my literal calling card for the start of the soon-to-come summer. The defective hummingbird feeder (which fed …
Cottage Status Report 20250510
The hummingbirds are back, complete with their asshole behaviour, dive-bombing each other to get to the feeder even though there is more than enough to go around. The day after ...
Suburban Status Report 20250330
Today, I unearthed (un-snowed?) my Globe and Mail newspaper from February 7. I wasn’t completely sure what had happened to it at the time, but suspected it had been plowed ...
Canadian Status Report 20250308
I decided to retire my parka late last week, when the runoff from Toronto’s snowmageddon was pooling in the crevasses of the wonky sidewalks and the snowbanks were withering under ...
The next instalment of my memoir, If It’s Shreveport, It Must Be Tuesday, will be published in 2025.
