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April 20, 2023
The Laos Mud Hole Crew
Alan Shivas I love digging and planting; horticulture is a vocation for me. That’s why I was so happy at my job as supervisor of Rockway Gardens in Kitchener, Ontario—it […]
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January 30, 2023
Old Fred
By Heather King Martin Verdugos is a fishing camp in Los Barriles Baja, north of Cabo but it is nothing like Cabo. It is a simpler place. Full of community, […]
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August 15, 2022
Jamming Etiquette
Jamming Etiquette If it’s your turn to lead a song, here are a few tips: Pick a tune that’s easy for other people to follow. Announce the name of the […]
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June 14, 2022
Masks Off
Masks Off / Callia Banks When: 2020 Where: Microsoft teams chat Mr. Smith: I am adding a new classmate to 3rd year mathematics Adam S: Cool, what’s their name? Kamron J: […]
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June 13, 2022
Pride
Pride / Hannah Large Across a room they stare, Their gazes lovesick and pained, Clouded with ignominy, Hidden; A love restrained Two best friends; A duo only designed for Pillow […]
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I Am From
I Am From / Lotte Pabst I am from cute ponytail and striped hair band From early morning birthday breakfasts with Nutella flowers and mule cakes I am from the […]
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Painted Butterflies
Painted Butterflies / Perla Maria Francis Martinez One bright May morning Sophia was sitting out on the freshly cut lawn with her young daughter Page. Alex, her husband came around […]
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October 16, 2021
The Squirrel & The Owl
Click above for Video ReadingStory Craig Spence / Art Diana Durrand Ptero was going about his business one evening, searching for nuts, berries and tasty insects to eat, when – […]
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September 24, 2021
CVCAS celebrates 20 years – an interview with Kathy Wachs
Kathy Wachs has been a member of the Chemainus Valley Cultural Arts Society for 15 years. Talking to fellow member Bob Johns she shares the joys of volunteering, how she […]
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September 16, 2021
Playing Scrabble with my father
These are his words – weak wilt sorrow soul My letters could spell – death attaching to his word – atheist the horizon, a black storm front we both sense, […]