The 158

158 was the number, but there are more so it was 170, still shy maybe of the real number, I would etch each name on one, but watching it melt in spring seemed too much, maybe if I was fleeing to Churill, Labrador or Alberta,the teal ones I was most pleased, ratio experimentsblending of losses, […]

What are your favorite sports to watch and play? It was cowbells, oddly enoughthat clang like a latch in the ribs,and suddenly I was gone:weekends of felled trees and split palms,sectioned, stacked, milled, planed, jointeda life measured in linear board feet and dustand delivered deadlines. So my rare time to myself sounded like CBC,sounded like […]