Tuesday, October 31, 2017

riding in . . .

riding in 'round little lake . . .

Monday, October 30, 2017

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Saturday, October 28, 2017

the leaves are moving in . . .

the boats that have called the marina on little lake their summer home are almost all gone now.
the leaves are moving in.

Friday, October 27, 2017

Thursday, October 26, 2017

in shirley's garden

late into october and there are still roses blooming!

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

autumn wall

walking through a slight drizzle past a neighbour's home . . .

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

fallen leaves

riding home through a thin cold rain ...

Monday, October 23, 2017

Sunday, October 22, 2017


among the small joys: 
three evenings ago, 
riding back into town and sharing time beside this little creek at dusk ....

Saturday, October 21, 2017

the bannister

the bannister in our home 
catching colour and light 
that has passed through a piece of stained glass at the entranceway . . .

Friday, October 20, 2017

all of a sudden . . .

on a recent afternoon, i got on my bike and i chose to sit beside jackson creek at the intersection of murray and bethune . . . the trees waited for the rain last night . . .who knew that is what they were doing . . . and all of a sudden, the colours arrived . . . in the creek, colours are melting and rushing downstream . . .

Thursday, October 19, 2017

My Mum's Birthday!

On this day, my Mum begins another lap of the sun.

My Mum is very much my anchor 
as my life
 is filled with all the wonderful and trying challenges 
that this world has to offer.
. . 

She has been challenged by life in many ways
-some wonderful, some not so wonderful-
and has always found a way
to meet those challenges.

She is simply, an amazing person. 

As I have the privilege of learning about her life,
 and gaining a more solid understanding of how she is who she has become, 
I am compelled to wish for many many more years with her 
so as to continue to share the unfolding of each of our lives . . . . 

I love you Mum


Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Tuesday, October 17, 2017


Monday, October 16, 2017

Sunday, October 15, 2017

mid-october yard duty

among the small joys - mid-october yard duty . . . .

Saturday, October 14, 2017

the inexpressible benevolence of Hope and Love

this is my four thousandth post here on the golden fish.

two years ago,
 my friend Michael took this photograph of me taking a photograph. 
so much has happened since that time. 
so much has changed since that time. 
you know, the stuff of life.
darkness and light, 
shadows and colours,.
lessons and stories. 
teachings. learnings.
the musician robert fripp wrote in his journal years ago: 
"In strange and uncertain times, 
sometimes a reasonable person might despair.
But Hope is unreasonable, 
and Love is greater even than this." 
i Love that: "Hope is unreasonable". 
Hope simply refuses to bow before much of anything i experience and i am grateful that for whatever reason i am able to welcome it as the benevolent and transformative force that it is.
and yes, in my own experiencing,
"Love is even greater than this".
but that's another story, 
the telling of which will arrive another time!

Friday, October 13, 2017

Thursday, October 12, 2017

mid october

quiet time beside the river . . .

Tuesday, October 10, 2017


this brave
this genuine
this simple
this beautiful!

Monday, October 9, 2017

the silver bean cafe archipelago

on a morning ride in to school through a cold fog . . . 

Sunday, October 8, 2017

rainy day details

a rainy afternoon . . . .

Saturday, October 7, 2017

leaf islands

watching little leaf islands make their way downriver . . . .

Friday, October 6, 2017

to be dazzled

“Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled—
to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking

into the white fire of a great mystery.
I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing—
that the light is everything—that it is more than the sum
of each flawed blossom rising and falling. And I do.”

Mary Oliver, House of Light

Thursday, October 5, 2017

this one pale red leaf

riding in this morning - i passed this one pale red leaf and the autumn sunlight held it . . . just so . . . .

Wednesday, October 4, 2017


sometimes i hear a voice.
"stop here".
it happened this morning. so, i got off my bike and clambered down the bank to the riverside where i saw a small branch covered with green leaves spinning under a tree that overhangs the river casting wicked sweet reflections . . . . this is that moment . . . .

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

lock 24, the "douro" lock

quiet time beside this old lock . . .