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My Tribe

Everyone I know and love is having babies. Ok, not EVERYONE, but close. While sharing in their joy and excitement, this also leaves me feeling a little bit like the last unicorn. The last year and a half in Schnooville has been an incredible exercise in learning my independence, and [...]

By |August 23rd, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Solomon Says

A fine evening to end my Banff experience. Jennifer (my boss) and I had an early supper, and then walked along the Bow River into downtown Banff. It was a beautiful, scenic stroll. Once downtown we hit the movie theatre, which was a small, sticky-floored, messy place completely [...]

By |August 17th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Round Robins and Conversational Crows

A fine conference here in Banff. We ended this morning, so I am now officially on vacation. I was very proud to exchange ideas and opinions with Canada's Opera giants in a place that has fostered some of our nation's greatest artists. Yesterday afternoon was particulary invigorating. We [...]

By |August 16th, 2009|Uncategorized|2 Comments

Sleeping with Giants

Last night I fell asleep cradled in the arm of the mountains. My incredible fortune has granted me the opportunity to spend four days at the Banff Centre for the 2009 Opera Colloquium, and this place is pure magic. The Centre is a compound for artists who come [...]

By |August 15th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

The Long, Hot Summer

Yes of course if you live anywhere near Toronto that's a ridiculous title for this post, but the alternative is "The Dripping Wet Summer". You can tell me which is more appealing. I'll take either, and both. One is steam rising from the pavements sensual, and the other is the [...]

By |August 5th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

When The Monsoon Came I Lay Down, Safe In Your Palm

And no sweet whisper, Or gentle sigh, or finely crafted love note, carefully composed ballad, time-honoured tradition, sacred vow, could stop the roar of water rushing through my ears. In the leafy green shadow cast by boughs overburdened, hard droplets slap against the lichen-speckled wood the wooden floor that warmed [...]

By |July 28th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

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