Add a bit here, learn a little there

My headspace was open this Sunday morning to expanding, relearning and tweaking this embryo blog.

I’ve been writing for years, but blogging is a new experience. And new experiences are adventures!

“There is either progress or decay.
Neither is static.
So why are people so intransigent about change?”

The everchanging seashore

The everchanging seashore


2014: A year in the making

WEDNESDAY WRITERS,         Jan 2014

My evergreen writing group on SaltSpring Island meets irregularly but is always in touch, inspiring each other, sometimes critiquing and always appreciation. To start the year we offered up one of our ’91 word specials’. It looks like a fine beginning to a new year of writing for all of us. Thanks Carolyn, Mary & Gail.


Twenty-thirteen prodded me with physical and emotional changes–elevation from writer to author, obscure allergies, a return to art and retail sales, a budding relationship.

Fourteen years into the new century,2014 is neither new-age nor worn and weary. I pause on the threshold to get a sense of it: are these just numbers, or do they have portent?

I feel warmth of being, a flutter of incipient promise, subtle reverberation as a leaf unfurling.

There’s no presentiment of grand possibility, but there’s room for new experiences.

It is good.

Patricia’s 91 words

(Hershey of the Many Kisses wants to play)






I am now embarking on a new adventure as a published author with the forthcoming unveiling of my book: KEN KIRKBY–WARRIOR PAINTERImage

 It is the story of a remarkable man who is living proof that truth is stranger than fiction. KEN KIRKBY is an internationally acclaimed artist, a student of quantum mechanics, a prankster and a philosopher. More than that, he’s a modern day alchemist who turns his paintings into gold, and gold into fish, or more precisely, into healthy, fish-bearing streams.

 Ken has a history! An unorthodox childhood in Portugal which included one semester total in school, Ken orchestrated his family’s escape to Vancouver, Canada one quick step ahead of Salazar’s goons.

 The eighteen-year-old boy had dreams of wild mountain streams, ice and snow, the power and vastness of the Arctic and, in his words, “an unfinished land.” He manufactured these dreams out of stories told by his mentor and friend, Francisco, a Portuguese fisherman who had spent his younger years fishing the Grand Banks of Newfoundland and as a whaler off the icy shores of Baffin Island. Vancouver fell short of his imaginings,

In the year he turned twenty, Ken set out on foot, and alone, across the Arctic Tundra, determined to find the world he wanted to experience. During his five-year trek he had the great good fortune to be adopted by an Inuit family and to experience life’s dramas and astounding beauty along with the raw knowledge that a way of life was being destroyed as he watched.

 By his own calculations, Ken spent the next thirty-one years, several million dollars, ended a marriage and lost numerous friends to his fixation on keeping his promise to an Inuit grandmother—to make the plight of the Inuit known to the majority of Canadians who were largely unaware of life above the 60th Parallel. He not only succeeded, but he saw the redrawing of Canada’s map in the process.

This 21st C. Warrior believes it is our individual responsibility to make a difference in this world. His enthusiasm is contagious and listeners find themselves convinced, as he is, that every single person can make a difference, and several people with one common goal can change the world.

 This was proven yet again when he joined with a group of like-minded individuals on Vancouver Island, and, under his determined guidance and his insistence that “nothing is impossible if you just get off your butt and do it,” the historic river system of Nile Creek was restored to the bountiful numbers of Pink Salmon, Coho and Cutthroat of its prime productivity in the 1940s.

This is a success story that will give heart to each of us who wish to improve our surroundings “from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the sea.”