Sunday Evening Reflection: Eagle & Woman

Park & Tilford’s Native Garden welcomes visitors to linger under the shady space that is dense with plants native to the Pacific Northwest coastal forests.  Surrounded by the rustling sound of leaves high above me, I enjoy the serenity of a garden that offers quiet contemplation and respite.   I am not alone for I have…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Lois Hole – A Life Well Lived

Whenever I travel to St. Albert, Alberta, my first visit is to the St. Albert Public Library. In front of the library doors, the bronze sculpture of Lois Hole, entitled “Legacy of Love & Learning” welcomes me with a poignant reminder of a life well-lived. “The monument was created by the renowned Alberta sculptor Barbara…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Art is Our Story

“The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live.” Auguste Rodin We are now entering the fourth month of Covid19 solitude, which has pushed us to find new ways of connecting, learning and working. Our daily routines have changed to accommodate a more structured and solitary existence. We recognize…

Sunday Evening Reflection: More Sweetly Play the Dance

Edmonton, Alberta: September 2019 Sunday morning, September 1, 2019, was one of those brilliant autumn sunshine days that I remembered so well from my days living in Edmonton, Alberta, the city known as the “Gateway to the North”. We were the first to arrive at the Art Gallery of Alberta, situated on Sir Winston Churchill Square…

Sunday Evening Reflection: The Words of Emily Carr

“More than ever was I convinced that the old way of seeing was inadequate to express this big country of ours, her depth, her height, her unbounded wildness, silences too strong to be broken – nor could ten million cameras, through their mechanical boxes, ever show real Canada. It had to be sensed, passed through…

Sunday Evening Reflection: Traveling the Ocean with Icebergs

Bay Bulls is a small fishing town in the province of Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada. This is where we boarded the fishing boat that would take us to see the majestic icebergs that drifted along the far off horizon. Camera in hand, I breathed deeply of the bracing fresh air and felt the heady excitement…