Transitions

Transitions

Autumn is a season of transition. Change. Slowly, the trees are shedding emerald garb in favour of majestic reds, browns and orange. Temperatures are declining, and the first sting of frost becomes apparent as the sun drops away behind the mountains each night. Here,...
A letter to my daughter

A letter to my daughter

This letter was written by a grieving father in memory of his daughter, a UVic student who passed away by suicide …You I love you. Always have and always will. Ever since you appeared as that little smiling baby with a perfectly round head. And your name, translated...