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Winter is forcing me into a corner slowly. But it's not annoying or boring - almost as if it's challenging me. Its eyes, with the shimmer of an icicle dangling from the edge of a roof and its tip catching a bursting ray of sun shooting past, catches mine. In a sort of playful intimidation… Continue reading They were white, then yellow, and finally brown
As a child, I did not enjoy apples. Not even honey-sweet fuji's, so don't even let me see that malicious green of granny smiths. Nor did I, as a child, see the light and succumb to the revelation of coconut. And "give me wheat", I said "give me white flour" I said. What are oats?… Continue reading Two Steamy Hot Grannies for One
For a girl like me, it's the little things that make me smile. It's the things that you probably don't even realize you're doing that make me feel like my day suddenly got a little bit brighter. It's the things that come almost as if purely granted that make me feel like the happiest person… Continue reading Peasantly Rich
Yes it's January and the skies are a depressing blue hue, but hey, there's still plenty of reason to celebrate. This past weekend I was told by a wise man that the concept of time-management is an oxymoron in itself, and therefore should not be a destination towards which we strive. Yeah, right, right? Right (trust me,… Continue reading Con Fusion
I doubt I'm getting to that age where I have the seniority to say "as you get older you find that every year passes you by so quickly that they blend into one another". Nor am I quite so busy to say that the thin silver line between each day has disappeared. But there's one… Continue reading Imagine in Purple
Yes it's Thanksgiving, yes it's fall. And as I kiss goodbye to the most exciting of all my summers past I leap, boots-scarf-and-all into my first ever eastern fall. Evergreen territory, where I come from is, well, ever green. But now I can literally see the trees change colour as if consumed by autumn's flames. Blame algebra,… Continue reading Oh frit…
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