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from my dining room window
The Garry Oak tree in the immediate foreground is mine. The display of colour behind is my neighbour’s yard. My goal is to turn the disaster that is mine into the colourful symphony across the street.
from my kitchen window
A Good Death
My great grandfather, Ketill, died while splitting wood in his backyard.
I expect, in the split second of his death, he had no complaint. As a nurse once said,
Little Book of The Icelanders
Paradise Reclaimed
Paradise Reclaimed begins by saying Icelanders
