Zoë Landale

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Peering into another world

When I write, I often feel I am peering into another world. How odd are writers? Well, seeing things that aren’t there and talking to people who don’t have a physical existence—that might get us locked away in some Read more

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Daughter (Part 3)

Good news, I say to the universe. Is that so much to ask? My favourite line from Fiddler on the Roof; “Would it upset some vast eternal plan if I were a wealthy man?” I throw out my Read more

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Daughter (Part 2)

A phone call from your dad at home to say my tea is still on the counter. Yes, I realized that half-way to the ferry, could see my stainless steel travel mug by the spalted maple bowl on the Read more

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Daughter (Part 1)

Dearest, isn’t this how the nicest letters begin? News from the front, the wartime graininess of black and white film, the jerkiness of uniformed soldiers moving in what is emphatically not a joke. Dearest, how dark we are Read more

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The magic of longing

It was only my mum died that I realized how her smell divided my life into safe and unsafe. When I smelled face powder, cigarettes, lipstick, when she hugged me, it was as though the world settled down. If Read more

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Part 5 of Five Magics I Want My Granddaughter to Remember if I Get Flattened by a Low-Flying Cloud Tomorrow

5.) Humour is transformative magic. Find it wherever you can.

Kira in front of the rugosa hedge, having a good haircut day

“Kira’s a little sensitive about her haircut,” I warned my friend Bunny after we’d tried a new Read more

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Part 4 of Five Magics I Want My Granddaughter to Remember if I Get Flattened by a Low-Flying Cloud Tomorrow

4.) Friends are the most precious everyday magic I know. Cherish them.

I have spent time this summer humming the Beatles tune, “I get by with a little help from my friends.” Let’s see, there was Judy who came Read more

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Part 3 of Five Magics I Want My Granddaughter to Remember if I Get Flattened by a Low-Flying Cloud Tomorrow

3.) Love is magic. Be generous with it. We’re not going to run out of love.

Mild autumn, Roe Lake

This morning, in the park, the September drizzle was lovely. I got wet with no hat, but not soaked. Read more

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Part 2 of Five Magics I Want My Granddaughter to Remember if I Get Flattened By a Low-Flying Cloud Tomorrow

2.) Gratitude is magic, pure and simple. What can you find to be grateful for?

Lots of tiny birds flitting in the safety of the rosehips.

This morning I was walking around a lake near our house. The steep Read more

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Part 1 of Five Magics I Want My Granddaughter to Remember if I Get Flattened by a Low-Flying Cloud Tomorrow

Magic is where you find it, in the garden, on the water, or in a book. 

 

1.) Decide how to string the colours of magic into your life story.

Star-Gazer Lily–so delicious-smelling

Things happen to us. These Read more

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