Algonquin Cuts Debt 18% in Q4 2025 Transformation: Net debt fell 18% to $4.7bn and adjusted EBITDA rose 6% to $720m for 2025 (Investing.com, Apr 1, 2026), improving FCF to $340m and reducing refinancing risk. 👈 Read full analysis #Algonquin #DebtReduction #FinancialTransformation #Investing #EBITDA
New LIFE for Algonquin program for students with developmental disabilities Algonquin program for students with development disabilities will end in April, but it will relaunch in September as Hori...
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New LIFE program starting at Algonquin for students with developmental disabilities Algonquin program for students with development disabilities will end in April, but it will start anew in Septemb...
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New LIFE program at Algonquin for students with developmental disabilities Algonquin program for students with development disabilities will end in April, but it will relaunch in September as Horiz...
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-Option- (Choice)-
Kitchi speaks with his people and explains his decision to stay with Jeremiah.
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Kitchi shows Lord Jeremiah around his property
-Gentle- (Care)
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from the Historical story “Borrowed Hearts”
Lord Braxton Hemsmore and Theröz Shenstien from the Diesel Punk story “Airship Dreams”
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Kitchi Nakoba and Lord Jeremiah Baker from the historical romance “Borrowed hearts”
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Morning paddle.
Acrylic on slate
8x10
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It’d KILL to recreate this panel and @megireid.bsky.social’s panel with @deepvellum.bsky.social and #Algonquin at the next @aupresses.bsky.social meeting…we DON’T get to talk enough about the intersections of all of our work together (including the writers and the development of the idea economy)
“BUILDING A SANCTUARY ON A ‘WING’ AND A PRAYER”
A mourning dove brings a twig to help build a nest under a backyard gazebo. #mourningdove, #dove #bird #wingspan #algonquin
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betray constituents & planet ~ @ 28:30~
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Toronto skyline with CN Tower seen from Algonquin Island, capturing urban architecture and natural surroundings.
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A spotted sandpiper, at the Beaver Pond Trail, Algonquin Provincial Park, Ontario. May 2025.
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Acrylic on slate
Available!!!
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Maybe these Universities will be more responsible for tracking their “International“ Students . International Students have been the gravy train for these Educational facilities. #Algonquin #University #Student #Cdnpoli #Canada www.ctvnews.ca/ottawa/artic...
fragments of past lives:
clay pipe…shard of pottery
frail coin...a button…
hints, yet not enough
to prove they’d settled there…Go:
sift Barrier’s sands…
~tamisar💞
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Jeremiah leaned up against him. "Not much longer ooy He coughed up blood kitchi moved carefull thronglitlu-trees quiet. but only erhaustion. inthe laid sheltered by rock and pine. Hidden. Safe enough. Vecer" kitchi said. Kitchi's face froze into concert and Jear: He slid his arms around Jeremiah and picked han up, cradling him close deremiah's weight agamst him, every step was deliberate, The baulefield behind them Had gone still. not from peace, He Jound the hollow just as the light began to change, a fold He laid Jeremiah down genily; as if the war might still hear: Jeremiah stirred, eyes half-lidded. "You... didn't leave me." *art by George Tucker
from the Historical story “Borrowed Hearts”
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Lord Jeremiah Baker never thought that he would ever find love.
He crossed the Atlantic to discover a new life
But in a new world on the brink of war, he discovers himself instead.
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-Vibe- Feeling-
Kitchi and Jonas search for Jeremiah.
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-Liquid-(water)
Kitchi guides Jeremiah to his property and they explore the area together.
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After six months together,Kitchi gives Jeremiah a meaningful gift that hits him hard.
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Jeremiah and Kitchi escape the rain and they share tea and get to know each other better.
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no select, so i went with “chosen”
Kitchi chooses to stay with Jeremiah and they spend their first night together.
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from the Historical story “Borrowed Hearts”
"He says the soldiers do not see us as people. They march through our hunting grounds. They frighten our children. They say this land belongs to the King" Jeremiah's hands curled at his sides. "They have done the same to us," he admitted. "They quarter themselves in our homes without permission. They take what they want and call it duty." Kitchi studied him, surprised. "So you suffer under them too." "Yes," Jeremiah said. "And many here are growing tired of it. There is talk of resistance. Of standing against the Crown." The leader listened closely as Kitchi translated. When he finished, the man shook his head. "He says your wars always find their way to us. We are caught between crowns and colonies, though we chose neither." Silence settled between them, thick with shared unease. In the distance, the faint sound of a drum echoed from somewhere deep in the forest, a reminder of lives already under threat. Jeremiah finally spoke again. "If fighting comes, I swear it will not be against you. I will not raise a hand toward your people." Kitchi met his eyes, searching for truth. After a moment, he nodded. "Then we walk a dangerous path together, my friend." Kitchi watched Jeremiah as the words were translated, seeing more than just a settler before him. He saw the man who shared his food, who worked beside him without complaint, who listened instead of commanding. A good man. A rare one. When the leader finished speaking, Kitchi answered before turning to Jeremiah, his voice steady and sure. "I will stay," he said simply. "With him." Murmurs rippled through the small group. The leader studied Kitchi sharply, concern and disappointment warring in his gaze.
"You would side with the colonists?" he asked. Kitchi shook his head. "I side with justice. With those who are being crushed under the same boots that trample us." He turned to Jeremiah, meeting his eyes fully now. There was no hesitation there, only quiet devotion. "You fight the redcoats," Kitchi said. "So do I. Their chains are the same, no matter who they bind." Jeremiah felt something tighten in his chest. "You don't have to do this," he said softly. "I won't ask it of you" 'I know," Kitchi replied. "That is why I choose it." The leader exhaled slowly. "Then walk your path carefully, my son. The world is changing, and it will not be gentle." Kitchi inclined his head in respect, but his place was already decided. He stepped closer to Jeremiah, their shoulders nearly touching, an unspoken promise hanging between them. Whatever storms were coming, they would face them together.
no select, so i went with “choose”
Kitchi chooses to stay with Jeremiah and not return to his people.
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from the Historical story “Borrowed Hearts”
Page 7
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from “Borrowed Hearts”
pg. 72
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from “Borrowed Hearts”
你不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不你 Winter 1778 — Pennsylvania Snow crept into everything. It fell hard and fast as they paused on the battlefield. Jeremiah's breath burned his lungs as he leaned against the ruined stone wall, fingers numb around the musket he had never truly learned to love. Around them, the forest was silent in the way only deep cold could make it—as if the land itself had stepped back. Kitchi knelt beside him, quick and sure, binding the torn cloth tighter around Jeremiah's side. "Stay with me," Kitchi said quietly. "I am," Jeremiah answered, though his voice betrayed him. The fighting had scattered at dusk. Not victory. Not defeat. Just survival thinning into night. Kitchi rested his forehead against Jeremiah's for a moment, breathing him in, memorizing what little time remained. "They will keep coming," Jeremiah said. "Yes," Kitchi replied. "And your people?" "They are already moving," Kitchi said. "South and west. Away from this place."
Jeremiah swallowed. "Good." Kitchi's hand found his, fingers locking tight. "Do not be afraid." "I'm not," Jeremiah said honestly. "I only wish—" "I know," Kitchi said. "So do I." Jeremiah leaned up against him. "Not much longer now." He coughed up blood. Kitchi's face froze into concern and fear. He slid his arms around Jeremiah and picked him up, cradling him close. Kitchi moved carefully through the trees, Jeremiah's weight against him, every step was deliberate. Quiet. The battlefield behind them had gone still not peace, only exhaustion. He found the hollow just as the light began to change, a fold in the land sheltered by rock and pine. Hidden. Safe enough. He laid Jeremiah down gently, as if the war might still hear. Jeremiah stirred, eyes half-lidded. "You... didn't leave me." "Never," Kitchi said.
He built a small fire, shielding it with his body, feeding it what little he dared. Then he knelt and pressed his forehead to Jeremiah's. "You carried me far enough," Jeremiah whispered Kitchi's jaw tightened. "We are not finished." Jeremiah smiled faintly, looking up at him. "But we are, Nindode'emin." Kitchi took his hand, holding it firmly, anchoring what was already slipping away. He spoke softly, not to the world, not to spirits — only to him. "hCnona." 1 am here. Tears slipped down his bronze cheeks. Jeremiah's fingers tightened once. Then loosened. Kitchi stayed through the cold creeping in, through the fire dimming, through the sky paling into morning. He wrapped Jeremiah close, shielding him from a world that had already taken too much. When Jeremiah's breath finally stilled, Kitchi did not move. He rested his forehead against Jeremiah's chest and remained there until the cold made the last decision.
Kitchi carries the wounded Jeremiah to safety. *art by Preston Tucker
-Perish- (death)
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