Cold clear day in Winnipeg and the sun dogs are here.

Lap cat, watching over the neighbourhood.

What a day.

The days here are all at once into the decay of fall. Leaves drop, evenings cool. We approach the time of stews and sauces.

A pleasant surprise. www.nytimes.com/2025/09/24/m...

Two of my favourite apple trees, Apple Tree 1 and the Hidden Tree, survived the CBN forest fires.

Post-bird, chiaroscuro.

Walked here.

Felt some sympathy for this.

Saw this.

Picked these.

They just … keep … coming.

Evening. (In real life, it’s a little more forest fire orange.)

And … Steve Earle enters the music mix.

Salad of yellow wax beans, snap peas, green onions, tomatoes and peaches….

Going to soon start planning the way to live in art.

Overheard on the street tonight: “Well, you’d better hurry, because a lot of those people are dying…”

Another day draws to a close.

Harmonica guy just went by. Plays music on his phone while riding with no hands and accompanying the music on a harmonica. What could go wrong?

Wave lace.

Canada Day - a boy and a stick.

In the backyard, and the neighbour’s backyard band is playing an excellent version of REM’s “Losing my religion.”

The sea got this far.

Winnipeg meets forest fire smoke. Again.

Appiness is not a happ.

Got some lovely early garlic. The kind where the skin hasn’t hardened up into thin paper. And the cloves are sticky-wet and strong-smelling. Love it.

Nothing I’ve ever read and valued would be improved by having AI repackage it for me.

Grandson meets the ocean for the first time.

This week’s Free Press column. www.winnipegfreepress.com/opinion/anal...

What a wildfire took - in minutes. www.winnipegfreepress.com/arts-and-lif...

So, this Winnipeg mosquito tried to bite me, and a minuscule tree worm descended from my eyebrow on a gossamer thread. Summer approaches.

Me this week. www.winnipegfreepress.com/opinion/anal...

Manitoba does this kind of sky better than any place I’ve ever been.

Winnipeg signs go dark…

Lost this place last night in an out of control wildfire. We are gutted.

I saw my first Cybertruck in Winnipeg today, and realized its profile was the kind of thing I used to draw in grade 9 with my tinned geometry set.

Cat redux.

Cat.

Old houses. Sigh. Was just going to scrape and repaint. Ended up replacing drip edge. 10 minute job becomes two hours. (But I secretly love doing it.)

Plato’s Greenhouse. Either you get it or you don’t.

Out on the porch with the cat as an 18 degree day fades into evening…

Just going to say it once: a health-based decision not to import products that use chemicals, additives and drugs in foods that are not approved for Canadian use is not a trade barrier, any more than any other ban on drug importation is.

A movie came from one of my short stories. It’s a marvel. Here’s the trailer for Sharp Corner. Opening May 9 in theatres. m.youtube.com/watch?v=U-Cy...

A closer look.

The biscuits are beautiful wreckage.

There is a lot of music that is out there, and never gets to our ears.

Deciding what jacket to wear on a Winnipeg morning can be a challenge when it’s -2 in the morning, but forecast for +16 when you walk home.

Civics lesson: it’s not “lawbreakers don’t deserve due process.” It’s “due process determines if someone has actually broken the law.”

JD Vance = Vladimir Futon. Not mine, but golden.

Curved front coming in.