Tag: travel
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the parting glass
Tomorrow morning, early, I return to Canada. My Bonnie flies over the ocean, lol. Sabbatical, fin. This Belonging and Place project has felt like a pipe dream, even as it unfolded. Who gets to spend weeks crossing the Highlands and Islands of Scotland, spring and fall both? For work? And be welcomed in, repeatedly… wined,…
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over the sea to Skye
The first time I came to the Isle of Skye, I was nearly twenty-nine. It was Hallowe’en. Only one little girl came to trick or treat at the backpacker hostel. I think my backpacking companion and I ended up eating the whole remainder of their fun-size Mars bars. I’d never had British chocolate before. I…
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unmoorings: a beginning
I cut my hair last week. Short short. On the first day of school. Not MY first day of school, admittedly…I am on sabbatical, not teaching this year. But September is the fresh start season. A drastic haircut can be breathtakingly freeing. At nineteen, I walked into a SuperCuts with a big 90s mane and…