Grow Mercy’s one and only federal election reflection: As a boy I stapled John Diefenbaker campaign posters to creosote treated power poles. Oh, those wer...
Let me begin by thanking you for delight. For I’ve sat in city parks listening to stories from mouths and eyes that know the earth, and at moments, the wo...
I don’t mind my feet stuck in hardpan or moss between my toes.I don’t mind the droughtand I don’t mind the storm.I have no need to flyanything...
I am walking under a coalescing sky, in my commissioned role as Weed Inspector. A long polygon of pasture under a low-slung sun awaits, like a veranda, and I wa...