I’ll never forget giving my Ice Breaker speech at my Toastmasters club back in the winter of 2004. I remember my content, but it’s more how I felt that stands out. New to Toastmasters and lacking the grace of more … Continue reading →
I’ve recently read A Pilgrim Passing Through by Gloria V. Phillips and Talking to the Dead by Bonnie Grove. Lawrence Hill’s Book of Negroes is in progress though I must remember not to read this book at bedtime if I … Continue reading →
Sandy S. wrote Then I looked further. The living room table is mostly books. The library bag is stuffed to the gills. Read the rest here. Sandy and her family’s collection of books looks a little like mine but without … Continue reading →
Soon our family will expand by one more little body. My daughter will have her first, and I will be a grandma for the first time. I have a small chair awaiting this infant whom I look forward to meeting … Continue reading →
Today was a beautiful day for storytelling in the out of doors. The Guelph Guild of Storytellers hosts Tea and Tales at the Enabling Gardens in Guelph’s Riverside Park, Ontario, on Fridays throughout the summer. Though most tellers are from … Continue reading →
A glimpse of plants in my garden, in glorious colour and textures. From the purple spikes atop a plant with slender green leaves [top], the tiny campanulas, the tiny yellow flowers to the almost velvety leaves of the silver artemisia, … Continue reading →
This week someone on our editors’ list was asking for advice on vacation places near Halifax. I, of course, told her about Lunenburg. Nova Scotia. Made me want to go again. I hope we can do it next year. I’d … Continue reading →
My husband is up now. I know it because I hear the percolator working in the kitchen, water bubbling in it, and the smell of coffee. He needs his morning coffee to start the day. He, like many others. Now … Continue reading →
One of my favourite poets is Robert Frost. His work is accessible to even the novice poetry reader. But there are layers to it as well. Though I don’t write rhyming poetry myself, I appreciate the rhythmic feel. Nothing is … Continue reading →
The daisies [first photo] are in full bloom as are the colourful gaillardias [above]. Last evening, I sat out on my front porch and feasted on the brightness and colour they bring to my flower beds. Such beauty! All I … Continue reading →
