You see that over there? That’s March. I think it may be coming in like a Lion… what do you think? I hope so! That way it’ll go out like a lamb.
Today also marks the first day of WriYe’s Final Sprint; a two-day challenge to write triple your regular daily goal, each day. That means I’m basically going for another 5k. These prompts are going to come in handy!

We’ve come to that time in winter when I’m craving good old-time comfort food. The problem is, these foods are often pretty plain, because that’s how my Gran cooked. She made do with what she knew, and what she had.
But…

Writing a ‘natural’ death scene may come easily for some, but definitely not for me. Murder? Yes, that I can do. Suicide? Sure, not a problem. Emotionally wrecking, soul wrenching, machinations for dehydration?

I grew up rurally. I still live in a rural area, although I have the benefits of paved streets, town water and sewer and garbage pick-up. The community I live in has about 450 people.

I met Samuel Wagar online almost fifteen years ago, on an email list for pagans that had been following the path for 20+ years. I met him in person (finally!) at Gaia Gathering in Edmonton, in spring of 2005. What a weekend! Someday, I’d really love to have us all get together again…
In the meantime, welcome to the Mirror, Sam – glad to have you here!

Can you believe February is nearly over? I can’t… but I’m also desperate to see the end of the snow, and you know what they say, a watched landscape never melts.

Don’t bother smacking me for the play on words because everyone else already has. I’m developing quite the bruise back there… anyway, it’s Wednesday, which means FOOD! I mean, umm, yum?