Postcards From Penelope Puddle

WHEN THE SUN came out one recent morning the world's woes seemed a little lighter. Petals planted along a fence stretched to greet the r...

Contemplation is the eye of the soul and the highest form of happiness some say. Pondering life and our place within it happens everyw...

The billowing cloud-surfer drifted into view on a windy wintry day. It swooped and swirled like a vibrant giant wing giving colour to the sk...

Tsawwassen Mills Mall on Native land has shops galore enhanced by nature-inspired art. The bird carving pinned like butterfly wings to a pos...

A SPIDER'S sticky thread caught a loosened leaf. The lone leaf in rare glory spun and swayed like a dancing star before getting lost in ...