by PDR-Kellie | Apr 17, 2014 | Contemplations, Writing Life
When I was a kid, my parents sold their second-hand rusty station wagon for $200 to a blind man and a woman who couldn’t drive. Part of the deal was that they would deliver it to the couple’s home in the village of Spanish. When they got there, my parents...
by PDR-Kellie | Mar 20, 2014 | Art, Manitoba, The Pas
The Cree word for grandmother is kôkom and last Sunday’s full moon was Mikisewipisim, the Eagle Moon, when the eagles return to this territory. These are things I’ve learned living up here, and I’m eager to know more, so I’m excited to attend...
