Waves speak, salty tongue. Winter words that sting our eyes. Why are they angry? David Garlick
Earleyne
She was tall with a quick mind. She was generous and thoughtful. We did not always agree but respected one another. Our friendship grew. She and her husband David introduced us to Vancouver Island. We spent summer holidays together, fishing and exploring this beautiful place. In time we all retired to the “Island.” We to […]
Cups, Bless You All
The shelves of this world are ladened with imperfect cups! Some with broken handles, others chipped, even cracked. But once filled with a lively conversation soup and held in your hand, they will sooth your soul and warm the cockles of your heart. David Garlick, Sidney, August, 2001
Two Haikus
Bougainvillea. Brilliant on an old wall. A pleasure to all. Winter is not sad. Soon spring will bring bright flowers. Hold them in your heart. David Garlick Two Haiku for Uki and John Miller at the time of receiving Uki’s letter about the return of her OT cancer. We […]