Something happened this week. It’s as if a switch got flipped in my brain. I feel optimistic about things for the first time in a long time. I don’t know whether it’s because of the time change, which has meant …
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I have a bone to pick with Wiarton Willie. It was just over a month ago that southern Ontario’s groundhog pointed his head out of his hole and did not see his shadow — predicting an early end to winter. …
The lady bug appeared in the middle of dinner. Indoors. In January. So as we sat, drinking wine and enjoying the meal (why is it that food prepared by someone other than yourself is SO delicious!?), we watched this lady …
“When humans create,” he said, “it’s a messy process.” I didn’t really pay a lot of attention to those words last Sunday morning. I was more concerned, I admit, about the harmonies in the next piece of music we were …
I was on my way to work earlier this week with the radio on. The announcer introduced a streeter– where a reporter stops random people to have them respond to a question – about favourite things about fall. One gentleman …
I’m lucky enough to have a home that backs onto a small piece of parkland that is full of trees, brush and wildlife. Every spring, we watch the squirrels race around with spring fever. The rabbits scampering about around looking …
