I borrowed Timothy Findley’s book From Stone Orchard from our local library. It seems that both Findley and his friend Bill Whitehead were looking for a place in the country— away from the big city of Toronto where their careers had been … Continue reading →
Recently, fellow editor and nature enthusiast, Paul Cipywnyk, informed us that he had posted new photos on his blog. Having some of those same interests, though not the same technical expertise in photography as Paul, I clicked on over for a look. … Continue reading →
September 23rd. It’s fall for sure. We know it by the heavy dew in the morning, the cooler night air and the changes in vegetation. The tomato plants are beginning to turn brown but are holding on to the green and ripening … Continue reading →
Belinda Burston is my guest blogger today. She is a fellow writer, friend, member of The Word Guild, and a gracious and fun-loving woman who writes about her family, her own life, and those around her. Belinda is also an amazing photographer. Read on as she shares this story, A Village Childhood. … Continue reading →
Even as the garden produce fills farmers’ market stands, some of the vegetable plants have begun to wither and die, cucumber vines, bean plants and some early varieties of tomatoes. Morning glories that began to bloom in August are still doing well, even … Continue reading →
Evy in Tyler’s arms You’ve been hearing about her. With her parents’ permission, I post this photograph of our new granddaughter. Evy is blue eyed like both her parents, with fair hair like her mother, and a mouth that’s been described as … Continue reading →
A few days ago, the baby quilt lay across my ironing board in my sewing room, almost ready. Our granddaughter arrived before it was done, so I had some work to do. While we awaited word from our daughter and … Continue reading →
Yesterday, I wrote about waiting, including the wait for a baby to be born. I didn’t know when I started writing how soon that waiting would be over. Our first granddaughter has made her way into our world and into our … Continue reading →
Waiting can be hard sometimes. Hard for a mother-to-be in the last weeks before her baby’s birth. Hard for grandparents who are excited too, not to mention aunts waiting, one wishing the baby would be born on her birthday– today, … Continue reading →
My one-room school house was only the beginning of my formal learning. I was blessed with excellent teachers from whom I quickly learned to read and write, learn arithmetic, geography and history. I made many friends. The classroom was a safe place to learn, … Continue reading →
