by Leah Perrault | Jun 12, 2025
Summer has arrived on the prairies. The sun is shining and the day lilies are blooming. The tiger lilies will follow soon. I am weeding the garden beds to try to prevent anything from going to seed. And there is a part of me that cannot resist the beauty of dandelions...
by Leah Perrault | Jun 11, 2025
With each of the babies I bore, my body changed. Only some of the changes were temporary. Years later, my hips are wider than they were before. My hair colour darkened. And there are silvery stretch marks over my abdomen and thighs, faded from their original bright...
by Leah Perrault | Apr 20, 2025
I was listening to a podcast in the spring of 2020, three years after we lost Abbie. In a side story, the guest commented that someone once told her that the worst things take about twelve years to fully recover from. Hers was a long view that offered both consolation...
by Leah Perrault | Apr 19, 2025
Image by Wolfgang Eckert from Pixabay When I was small, I walked down our long lane at the farm to catch the bus on the big gravel road every morning. Every spring, I waited for the icy puddles to emerge from the snow banks. I walked down the lane in my...
by Leah Perrault | Mar 6, 2025
The world is a hot mess right now. I am not sure there is a better way to say that. Everything feels upside down and unbelievable. Pope Francis declared a jubilee year of hope; now he’s praying for a world praying for him in a hospital bed. And this week, in my...
