The Stoning of Old Man Bittner
Old Man Bittner—I’m reaching for a first name, Otto? my older brothers would know—is lying bleeding on the front step of our house, on our farm north of S...
Category: Nature
My education
The morning rumoured more rain, but by noon a breeze came up, the sky cleared, and the sun reached me through the trees. I took down a poplar that was sick at t...
Turkey Vultures in Alberta
We spot the abandoned farm house, brake hard, swing onto the shoulder and stop. We are someplace east of Innisfree, on the Yellowhead. For years, I’ve had...
Dana Wylie – Something’s Going to Happen Here
You know how a song can start—slow—how it can work its way under your shirt, move up your spine, spread its fingers across the base of your neck, send a shower ...