I can no longer bear the apocalyptic thrillers that once enthralled me — especially when they’re re-hashed from tired, old stories in which most life forms die; the powers-that-be are all incompetent, corrupt, or thwarted; the populous populace is oblivious; and the hero who wins the day is a Hollywood…

A sign in the women’s march Jan. 21, 2017, in Vancouver, Canada. It was one of hundreds of protests worldwide against Donald Trump’s misogynistic record, the day after he was inaugurated as president of the United States.

“No Dogs or Women.” “Ladies and Escorts.” Two doors, two signs, on a downtown Edmonton hotel. Seared into my memory in early childhood in the 1960’s, as I walked past the hotel with my father.

“We don’t take girls.” Dismissal by a Canadian Air Force recruiting officer, on careers day…

‘Tell me about your day,’ says Jackie

People, so many people these days, seem on the verge of losing it. With our hearts and minds stretched to breaking by worry, grief, and COVID-19 restrictions, many of us need help staying on track.

If we’re lucky, a dog — or two — will come to the rescue.

Leonard Cohen was right! “There’s a crack a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.” — from Anthem¹.

Torrential rain, almost unbearably wearying, forecast indefinitely, paused just as the sun went down on January 1. …

Deborah Jones

Curious human. Words & pictures. www.deborahjones.ca

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