obaasan's home

A visit to Obaasan’s (grandma’s) home typically offers a strong language barrier, strong green tea, and an antique grandfather clock that eagerly announces the passing minutes in increments of thirty. While this time with her is genuinely cherished, I tend leave with a sense of ignorance and guilt; built up feelings that express my regret for not taking the responsibility to bridge the gap between my generation and hers, my life and hers.

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Samantha Shaw
finding inspiration in unexpected places: grasslands, sk

Life on the move is a compilation of ups and downs, sometimes gently rolling hills, and other times stark and jagged mountain ranges. Quietly chaotic at times yet co-existent, the downs make space for the ups, and so we've slowly found peace in learning to navigate both.

After a low stretch of uncertainty, rain, and melancholy, we hit a peak. I think it's one of the highest highs I've felt so far. And I'll be honest, I never thought I'd find it in the prairies!

I've been trying to find the words to capture how Grasslands made me feel, but I'm happy accepting that this one is beyond words.

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Samantha Shaw
the smell of pine and fresh snow: valhalla, bc

We've spent the last couple weeks picking fruit in Kelowna.

Branch by branch, slowly building a resentment towards apples, pears, grapes, anything else that's in season really. After our first stint with apples, I'd close my eyes and see bushels and bushels all piled up in a bin. Cheeks slightly rosy from long days on the orchard and then saturated from our post-work celebratory beers, even we started to look like nearly ripe apples.

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Samantha Shaw