Ottawa, April 2022 “Mommy, are you going to let me go to puberty?” “I hadn’t realized it was optional.” “At school! Health classes!” &ld… Read More

It looks like a cryovolcano erupted and spat out ice all over the city. There’s more salt on the road and on the sidewalks than in a Breton salt marsh. “We have to go through the… Read More

Coming home, freezing wind and blowing snow, Ottawa, November 21, 2018 Feng is watching me getting ready from the staircase. Boots—hard to put them on this morning, I’m wearing t… Read More

Graffiti in Ottawa, April 2010 Maybe this is one of these odd personal preferences, but I’m not too keen on receiving unsolicited dick pics or random invitations to add one of my perfe… Read More

Fifteen minutes of fame In March, Lynn, writer, mother and Ottawa blogger, invited me to submit an article to the 2016 edition of Blog Out Loud (#Bolottawa). Held during the Ottawa Internati… Read More