Clark
@kelake.bsky.social
In a small town on Prince Edward Island, I spend my days creating stories for children and their families.
Sitting in a broiling apartment waiting for Habitat to come to take my uncles furniture. It’s a bit sad but at least he doesn’t have to witness it.
November 26, 2025 at 6:07 PM
Sitting in a broiling apartment waiting for Habitat to come to take my uncles furniture. It’s a bit sad but at least he doesn’t have to witness it.
I've been sitting with something I don't understand. People who are otherwise kind speak with such harshness about the Chinese who moved here.
November 26, 2025 at 12:38 AM
I've been sitting with something I don't understand. People who are otherwise kind speak with such harshness about the Chinese who moved here.
Drinking the most beautiful cup of coffee right now. A rarity at this price (or any price). This is my version of heaven - one great cup of coffee everyday.
November 25, 2025 at 2:21 PM
Drinking the most beautiful cup of coffee right now. A rarity at this price (or any price). This is my version of heaven - one great cup of coffee everyday.
The trees are bare, the ground covered in frost. But the sky is blue and from our ridge we can see the other side of town now. At night it looks incredible.
November 23, 2025 at 12:10 PM
The trees are bare, the ground covered in frost. But the sky is blue and from our ridge we can see the other side of town now. At night it looks incredible.
Poor people of Ukraine. Invaded - had their cities destroyed, their loved ones mercilessly murdered, children kidnapped - and they fought back successfully. Only to be thrown under the bus by ignorant fools.
November 21, 2025 at 11:57 PM
Poor people of Ukraine. Invaded - had their cities destroyed, their loved ones mercilessly murdered, children kidnapped - and they fought back successfully. Only to be thrown under the bus by ignorant fools.
Owning an old house is a pain. Each little adjustment reveals some big problem. New outdoor light becomes replacing wire from the dawn of electricity. Can’t wait to see why the tv wall mount won’t stay level anymore.
November 19, 2025 at 12:44 AM
Owning an old house is a pain. Each little adjustment reveals some big problem. New outdoor light becomes replacing wire from the dawn of electricity. Can’t wait to see why the tv wall mount won’t stay level anymore.
Amazing how fragile the internet has become. Cloudflare outage has knocked out a whole swath of the web.
November 18, 2025 at 1:58 PM
Amazing how fragile the internet has become. Cloudflare outage has knocked out a whole swath of the web.
Christmas flavour in Sackville
November 15, 2025 at 4:48 PM
Christmas flavour in Sackville
Whats an Ai bot? Someone from Lethbridge has made a point of leaving multiple reviews claiming my partner of 30+ years is one. Ai is so good now that they can turn into real people?
November 15, 2025 at 10:55 AM
Whats an Ai bot? Someone from Lethbridge has made a point of leaving multiple reviews claiming my partner of 30+ years is one. Ai is so good now that they can turn into real people?
Ok. Now snow. And I haven’t raked leaves yet.
November 15, 2025 at 10:26 AM
Ok. Now snow. And I haven’t raked leaves yet.
At least it isn't snow - trying to stay positive for what must two months of rain (it feels like two years).
November 13, 2025 at 7:18 PM
At least it isn't snow - trying to stay positive for what must two months of rain (it feels like two years).
It's so difficult to cut large amounts of text from a manuscript. Words gone forever, never to be seen again.
November 11, 2025 at 3:04 PM
It's so difficult to cut large amounts of text from a manuscript. Words gone forever, never to be seen again.
The Airbnb guests have been here three weeks. They never leave. Blinds always drawn. Car looks like something bought in cash from a lot with no cameras. Very quiet - except for the hum. Low, constant, coming from the basement. Spies don't usually need that much electricity.
November 10, 2025 at 7:20 PM
The Airbnb guests have been here three weeks. They never leave. Blinds always drawn. Car looks like something bought in cash from a lot with no cameras. Very quiet - except for the hum. Low, constant, coming from the basement. Spies don't usually need that much electricity.
Quick walk through the woods this morning before another long day of work.
November 9, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Quick walk through the woods this morning before another long day of work.
It’s early but it isn’t raining and the geese are flying in formation. I want to go for groceries - love grocery stores - but the Island still keeps Sunday mornings sacred. The geese get to be organized. I have to wait.
November 9, 2025 at 11:48 AM
It’s early but it isn’t raining and the geese are flying in formation. I want to go for groceries - love grocery stores - but the Island still keeps Sunday mornings sacred. The geese get to be organized. I have to wait.
Joined a write 20,000 words in a weekend event. The constant rain makes it easier to spend the days inside working.
November 8, 2025 at 12:23 PM
Joined a write 20,000 words in a weekend event. The constant rain makes it easier to spend the days inside working.
The sun has returned, bringing blue sky and the cackle of geese. Trees sway, shedding their leaves in the cool breeze. Work can wait—I need to move in this, absorb its energy while the warmth lasts.
November 7, 2025 at 12:00 PM
The sun has returned, bringing blue sky and the cackle of geese. Trees sway, shedding their leaves in the cool breeze. Work can wait—I need to move in this, absorb its energy while the warmth lasts.
Hard to stay positive through constant gray and cold rain. But the sun will return as it always does, bringing warmth and joy with it.
November 6, 2025 at 10:57 AM
Hard to stay positive through constant gray and cold rain. But the sun will return as it always does, bringing warmth and joy with it.
Lovely blue sky. So few sunny days of late, i had to take a moment to walk through the woods.
November 5, 2025 at 8:52 PM
Lovely blue sky. So few sunny days of late, i had to take a moment to walk through the woods.
Racism disguised as concern over land ownership is making headway in Brudenell. Whats the outcome? Chasing the people who feed the poor off the Island?
November 5, 2025 at 12:48 PM
Racism disguised as concern over land ownership is making headway in Brudenell. Whats the outcome? Chasing the people who feed the poor off the Island?
Ordered “special” oatmeal last night in my half-asleep state. It arrives next week. I don’t eat oatmeal.
November 5, 2025 at 11:03 AM
Ordered “special” oatmeal last night in my half-asleep state. It arrives next week. I don’t eat oatmeal.
Dark mornings and constant rain. I miss the warmth, the cheer of the sun - my quiet mornings of bird song and wind replaced by the wurr of morning rush.
November 4, 2025 at 10:20 AM
Dark mornings and constant rain. I miss the warmth, the cheer of the sun - my quiet mornings of bird song and wind replaced by the wurr of morning rush.
“How do you stay so happy when the weather is so dreary?” he asked from the doorway, tracking mud and sullenness across the kitchen floor.
“The weather’s just outside,” she said, handing him cocoa and the understanding that some storms only last as long as recess.
#☔️
“The weather’s just outside,” she said, handing him cocoa and the understanding that some storms only last as long as recess.
#☔️
November 3, 2025 at 11:00 AM
“How do you stay so happy when the weather is so dreary?” he asked from the doorway, tracking mud and sullenness across the kitchen floor.
“The weather’s just outside,” she said, handing him cocoa and the understanding that some storms only last as long as recess.
#☔️
“The weather’s just outside,” she said, handing him cocoa and the understanding that some storms only last as long as recess.
#☔️
My 94-year-old uncle, last of a generation, a man whose resolve carried him through a long life of trials, is fading. He is but a shadow of his former self. The cruelty isn’t that he’s leaving, but how: pain stealing agency, frustration replacing dignity. Perhaps mercy moves swiftly.
November 2, 2025 at 11:37 AM
My 94-year-old uncle, last of a generation, a man whose resolve carried him through a long life of trials, is fading. He is but a shadow of his former self. The cruelty isn’t that he’s leaving, but how: pain stealing agency, frustration replacing dignity. Perhaps mercy moves swiftly.
"I was just about to check that you were alive." I don't usually sleep for over 9 hrs so it's cause for concern. A tiring week I guess, or another sign of advancing age.
November 1, 2025 at 11:36 AM
"I was just about to check that you were alive." I don't usually sleep for over 9 hrs so it's cause for concern. A tiring week I guess, or another sign of advancing age.