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photo by Nathan Engel from Pexels I have an un-natural obsession with apocalyptic stories - movies and books. My husband pokes fun at me for it - even though he often settles in to watch too. I am not alone, clearly, looking at the box office numbers. Why is it we are drawn to them?... Continue Reading →
photo by author - Old Arts Building, Fredericton, 2019 During my undergraduate years in chemical engineering, I failed Statistics. Twice. And it was one of the best things that ever happened to me. I failed the first time somewhere in my early years. I don't remember why - likely I spent too much time in... Continue Reading →
I confess that I used to be a dandelion anarchist. For years, after we moved into this house, I raged in silence at the City for spraying herbicides in the park behind us to kill off the dandelions and clover. It seemed to be such an archaic practice. After all, many cities had already banned…
Alisa Caswell 