Friends of the Richelieu. A river. A passion.



"Tout cedit pays est fort uny, remply de forests, vignes & noyers. Aucuns Chrestiens n'estoient encores parvenus jusques en cedit lieu, que nous, qui eusmes assez de peine à monter le riviere à la rame. " Samuel de Champlain


"All this region is very level and full of forests, vines and butternut trees. No Christian has ever visited this land and we had all the misery of the world trying to paddle the river upstream." Samuel de Champlain

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Molting


One by one, I'm making holes in my mother's socks. One by one, I'm fraying collars of my teenage years' Tshirts and blouses. One by one, I'm wearing thin bedsheets I've had for more than forty years. I'm gradually putting in the trash my past worn out skins, shedding away the years, so I may renew myself into my own present self.

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