It’s all the same, really.

DSC_0485I lay in bed awake last night, thinking about yesterday’s post at Pop-Up-Poetry, wondering if I should have posted here instead. I considered relocating the post, deleting it from PUP, as if I were two different people writing at cross purposes, which I know isn’t the case. Processing again…

Bottom line is, it’s all the same. While BUDDY BREATHING has always been more personal and journalistic, and PUP is for the purpose of tracking a process, it’s still just me. My thoughts and actions are interconnected.

So, if you missed it yesterday, here’s THE POST over at Pop-Up-Poetry.

All in the spirit of open heart and active hands,


Something old, something new

Dear friends,

This is a short public service announcement to let you know about my new blog


I’m out and about and up to something and wanted you to know.

Feel free to visit me here or there… you know how much I love it when you do!


Buddy Breathing 2010 in review

Japan Airlines 747-400 at London Heathrow Airport

Image via Wikipedia

The stats helper monkeys at mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

Featured image

A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 4,700 times in 2010. That’s about 11 full 747s.

In 2010, there were 119 new posts, not bad for the first year! There were 292 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 298mb. That’s about 6 pictures per week.

The busiest day of the year was May 6th with 83 views. The most popular post that day was Pause and remember….

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were,,,, and

Some visitors came searching, mostly for buddy breathing blog, buddy breathing, art suke, bryce essler, and lang may yer lum reek.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.


Pause and remember… May 2010


About the blogger January 2010


Why my husband is hot! June 2010


And so we begin… January 2010


Peace, at last. April 2010
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Poetry Friday028

A little mixed up with my days this week… hence I posted Sunday Soliloquy on Friday and Poetry Friday on Saturday… hope you don’t mind? Without any further ado, here’s my poetic offering today from my expanding collection of poems that I’m working into a manuscript.

And another gorgeous photo from Joel Clements, shot in Thunder Bay, Ontario.

A Hundred Miles up Spruce River Road

The time you were a hundred
miles up Spruce River Road with a bunch of buddies
came around a corner
Birds ~ Snow Ptarmigan ~
blinding white on the first dusting of October snow
I once saw a white like that
on a stone grizzled with ice crystals

It stopped all of you in your tracks
The sheer blessing of that moment
not one itchy trigger finger
feast of souls

Tracking stopped when
you gave your guns to your brother
left you having to ask
left you
ripped like lichen from bedrock
roots exposed and drying up
like empty bones.

I hear them rattle when you speak.

You tell stories now, take
long drives down back roads, county lines
out past Trout Lake and down to the Lappe Store
Old man in the Pontiac,
Full tank, time to kill
like you once killed birds.

You called Ministry of Natural resources
The clerk, hard as shield rock and just as immovable
advised you,
(in no uncertain terms)
that you couldn’t buy a game tag without owning a gun

I know the talk, hear it sometimes on Sunday mornings.

Blood pumping red with adrenaline
bureaucratic double speak poking
that part of you that used to come alive in
pine and birch
aspen fir and poplar,
You told the guy to ‘Go to hell’, and hung up the phone.

Tomorrow you might head down to Shebandowan,
cousin there catches walleye worthy of tall tales
you’ll bring one home,
fry it up for supper.

Lesley-Anne Evans
October 2010