LIGHT TRAFFIC

Among the many things we have in common – an appreciation for fine teacups, champagne, cod cakes and letter-writing, to name a couple – me and my grandma both clearly have a thing for carpenters. She married one, the man whose hands built the house my mother grew up in. I hopelessly fell in love [...]

The other night I had dinner at my great-aunt Diane’s. Diane lives in Westmount, Montreal’s old posh neighbourhood, up on the hill. It’s a spacious cream-coloured apartment that opens onto an interior courtyard dotted with fancy shrubs, rocks and the sorts of trees that get covered in flowers, when the weather gets warm. The place [...]