And We Nearly Burned the House Down
Jul 15, 2019 by Brenda Wilbee
DURING THE SUMMERS and because of my health, Tresa and I were sent from the Midwest to live with our aunt and uncle and five younger cousins at Boundary Bay, BC. They lived in Tsawwassen, a town that sits on the ridge. On the beach below was the family cabin, built by my father when I was born. My happy place. When Auntie Anne couldn't take the two of us getting under her Brer-Fox skin one more minute!, Uncle Stan took us Brer Rabbits down to the "briar patch" of the cosy cabin on the beach. He left us surrounded by sand and prickly burrs, seagulls wheeling and the tide slapping the seashore twice a day. I was fourteen, Tresa thirteen.
The Head Gardener
Jun 17, 2019 by Brenda Wilbee
Begun in 1908 in Mr. Butchart's abandoned limestone quarry north of the city, the world-reknowned Butchart Gardens are now numerous and they spread for acres in year-round blossom and sculptured greenery. My first visit was as a child. My grandfather knew the head gardener...
Narcissa Confronts Henry
May 11, 2019 by Brenda Wilbee
A meeting with an agent last month changed the story arc of a love story that's been in my head for decades. I designed the cover so I have a visual of my characters and the world in which they lived the spring and summer of 1836. Here are my first 14 paragraphs of a new start on this true story of Narcissa Whitman.