Terrill Welch

There is a sense that if we do our quiet wintering well then new vibrant energies start to stir before they can even be seen on the surface. This resonates deeply within me. I often find it hard to notice the significance of light if we dismiss the shadows and the quiet places. Earlier this week, I

Fog and mist shroud the island as temperatures rise to above eight degrees celsius. With the days getting slightly longer and the snow melted, it feels more like proper southwest coast winter and studio painting weather. On the edge of a cliff, flanked by tall firs with windows on three sides, it ha

Holidays can bring moments of doing-the-nothing-of-nothing until melancholy cracks open into even the brightest of days. The west coast winter snow between Christmas and New Years offers me a chosen wakeful early morning in bed. Our fireplace glows as the sun catches the far hill across the valley w

This is it folks! The soft light of December has delivered a calendar schedule that supports this being our last issue of 2021. This is what we shall do. We are going to skip the December 24th issue and send all our love and best wishes to you right now, immediately, like in this moment! We will sav

The next evening after publishing of our last issue, we left for Duncan on Vancouver Island. The rain was heavy going up over the Malahat and visibility poor in the dark. But the traffic was cautious and driving suitable to the road conditions. We arrived at our BnB without incident. The following f

Recently, we were informed of coming changes to the short-term arrangement and long-term use of our commercial gallery space. The bottom line is that the gallery tenancy will end October 31, 2022.This situation is nothing new for small businesses in rental spaces. It is the nature of the insecurity

Recently I read a quote that no one seems to know who wrote. It fits my current life view perfectly - “We can’t always choose the music life plays for us but we can choose how we dance to it.” There are always going to be events and circumstance that surprise, disappoint and send us scrambling to fi

Early mornings are filled with mist in the half-light of sunrises or rolling seas pressed against pewter grey skies. Golden hour lengthens our stride beneath curving arbutus, tall fir and cedar trees as we listen to the echoing calls of a raven winging its way through their branches. This is the sof

The southeasterly winds can bring rains across our valley straight sideways at times during a west coast storm. It is a time when I am thankful for good waterproof hiking shoes and a rain jacket. After our summer drought, the rains are welcomed, even when I can smell the snow capping the coastal mou

Walking through the park at Georgina Point, I watched the Bigleaf Maples (ACER MACROPHYLLUM) releasing their leaves on a light breeze in the afternoon sun. The ferry whistles as comes through Active Pass and I wait in the golden light for the wake to break up the soft ripples of the sea. It is