Memories of an outdoor cat
I don’t often see cats on my rounds. This one reminded me of the feral kitten my family adopted when I was 3. Grey Shadow remained an outdoor cat by choice, and an inveterate predator.
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Why cicadas are important to me
Cicadas hold particular meaning for me. We hear them a lot more often than we see them, so I took the unusual opportunity…
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Grey Shadow, the cat who loved Christmas
Christmas reminds me of Grey Shadow. When I was growing up we had a lot of pets, but Grey Shadow was around longer…
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Lake Erie: a tie stronger than blood
On the weekend I paid a brief visit to the backyard where I grew up, this north shore beach of Lake Erie. A…
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Bringing nature back into child’s play
As a boy I played endlessly in an overgrown woodlot we neighbourhood children called The Jungle. Massive Manitoba maples, trees-of-heaven, stinging nettles, staghorn…
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