Park Place Lodge

Ahh . . . Winter!

Today I woke and walked downstairs in the half-light of early dawn. Two tracks broke the blanket of snow in the street. The falling snow diffused the street lights.

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This is Not Winter

I want to look out the front door and have a difficult time seeing my vehicle covered in snow.

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The Sky is Crying

Standing in the front yard, about to take walk with Gordie, I see the Three Sisters newly plastered with white.

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The Youth Prevail

While the pandemic and ensuing financial issues forced the Fernie Writers Conference to postpone for a year, the steadfast support […]

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A Crack in the Wall

Last Saturday night at 6 a crack appeared in the wall of our isolation. To be truthful, and historically accurate, […]

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The Weather Broke

A bit of wind pushes the wet into corners, dry for weeks, and spreads the newly freshened air through the open windows and doors of the house.

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Saturday and Sunday

Saturday passed. A day you literally watched leaves unfold on the trees in the backyard. In the morning, as the […]

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This Spring Morning

The mountain did not show yet. Shortly after I woke, the birds started. A pair trilled back and forth.

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Americans in Fernie?

I don’t understand why Fernie’s not crawling with Americans. Their leader dyes his hair the color Cheetos and slathers on […]

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