Helena Smrcek
now writing fiction as
Helen St. Martin

Some ten years ago I made a conscious decision not to resent fall. Until then, every time someone named autumn as their favourite season,...

I vividly remember sowing spinach into my cold frame. I was happy when the first signs of green appeared. Watering my baby plants every...

Starting the car, phone on speaker, I knew my tardiness would mess up her day. My hairdresser kept her appointment book full. “I’m on my...

Numbers 11:5 "We remember the fish which we used to eat free in Egypt, the cucumbers and the melons and the leeks and the onions and the...

I love the freshness of summer mornings. The high notes of birdsong invigorate my senses as I draw in that first fragrant breath. Every...