The Clone First reaction? Absolutely not. “No way,” I say. “No way,” says Dimitri. “No way,” agrees René. “At least we agree,” says Diane, “Sort of.” But it’s not so simple… I look around the boardroom table. Around the table are three of my closest friends who happen to be junior scientists at a corporation… Continue reading The Clone
PIKE The fishing rod suddenly and violently jerked down to the water’s edge. “Oh,” my father said, “He’s got a big one.” And indeed I had. The line on the reel spun out with a whizzing sound. I wanted to hand the rod over to my father. Ray, my father’s friend, reached over for it.… Continue reading Pike
I find his openness and vulnerability charming, and reflect how hard it must be to be a Frenchman, bound by language, history and custom; living in a foreign city like Toronto, offered a job he can’t refuse, or joining a girlfriend likewise promoted, but, in his heart, sorely missing home.
Sunday Besides scenery that is unique to the area, Naomi and I also found that southern Utah is different in another area: some places are actually closed on Sundays! Or at least, with some stores, part of Sunday. Southern Utah has a high percentage of Mormons and the owners of these supermarkets… Continue reading This, That & the Other
It’s a Mechaye! One of the first expressions that I learned from my wife many moons ago (we were still dating) was “It’s a Mechaye!” (pronounced “Mech” – like you’re gargling, plus “a-yeh”.) It’s a Yiddish expression that roughly means “It’s a pleasure”. “Roughly”, because many experiences are pleasurable, but mechaye connotes a great-sense-of-relief-type-of-pleasure following… Continue reading It’s a Mechaye!
The acrid stink is palpable, bitter and unsettling, not that we’re not used to it, because we love cycling the Mississquoi Valley Rail Trail, even if it sometimes can be a malodorous experience.
We were an hour or so into our hike – Day One of a ten day hiking trip in southern Utah – and we were already facing a serious dilemma. Before us was a steep rocky face we would have to go down. That, or turn back to our hike’s beginning, something we didn’t want… Continue reading Decision Time