Christmas offers many opportunities, new and traditional, to do things together. This year the local Sheridan Nursery offered an activity for children, Making a Grinch Tree, as part of the Little Diggers Club. Two of my younger grands enjoyed … Continue reading →
The trees are up in the stores, lights flicker from them, and all seems magical. And there’s still time until Christmas. I’m not sure how you feel about the décor starting this early. It may have something to do with … Continue reading →
and Books Books I will have with me, and hand-painted bookmarks
Continue reading →On our bus trip, October 1st, we’d already been to Mountain Oak Cheese, the Udderly Ridiculous Farm, and also to the chocolate shop in Woodstock, Habitual Chocolate. We had our treats stashed to take home and were on our … Continue reading →
A long-awaited family gathering for photos, cancelled due to illness. Savings for a holiday rechannelled into necessary repairs because of hurricane or tornado damage. We’re going along nicely with a goal in mind then something happens to change it all. … Continue reading →
If you every rode on a school bus, you will remember the bumpity-bump-bump as the tires rolled over gravel on sideroads or uneven pavement. It was an adventure to once more be on a yellow school bus. Members of … Continue reading →
This fall I will be part of several events where I sell my books. Here’s the first one, in Moorefield at the Community Centre, hosted by the Seniors’ Centre for Excellence. The poster below gives more information. These are … Continue reading →
Only two days ago, Dianne, a friend from my home community died, tragically. She’d been out driving her car on a Sunday afternoon when her vehicle was hit by a drunk driver, a person only three years younger than … Continue reading →
As a very young school girl, in our one-room schoolhouse, I remember looking up at the picture on the wall of a beautiful young woman wearing a tiara. Indeed we sang “God Save the Queen,” said the Lord’s Prayer, … Continue reading →
Carolyn Wilker: Welcome, Grace, to my blog, Storygal, about life, love and gardening. I remember meeting you at a Word Guild gala night at Crossroads in Mississauga when I was a relatively new writer. I have always remembered your humility … Continue reading →
