Monthly Archive: December 2018

To protect the identities of the tiny humans in this story, their names have been changed to those of my favourite vegetables, since I sometimes actually do call them Broccoli or Brussel Sprout just to make them laugh.  (They’re six; they think I’m hilarious.) Act I: Late September (or It Seemed Like Such a Good Idea at the Time) The two Grade One teachers…
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So, for the past four weeks, as the darkness of November settled in to stay, I’ve started this new routine.  Every morning I’ve been getting up much earlier than usual, before the rest of the household has even stirred from their beds, sneaking down into the basement, lighting the fireplace and writing. It’s been amazing. The world is quiet and I’ve got a time…
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