The Language of Flowers
February 1 | 2023
February in the Northern Hemisphere is a chill month, brittle and unripe. …
February 1 | 2022
Here’s how to do winter . . . My father (upper right & grinning) with friends and most likely a girlfriend (not my mother). I’m guessing 1940s based on the Katharine Hepburn hairdo and ski/skating attire. Happy times for this quartet. Like so many Quebeckers, my father was in his element on the ice and played a mean defence when the hockey puck slid his way. He also skied cross country in an era before chair lifts or even rope tows. In my recent memoir, The Smallest Objective, I tell how my father, the youngest of three brothers, even skied to school.