On the sacrifices of a few for the good of many. Regimental #633290 Howard Fawcett, grandfather on my mom’s side fought with the 2nd Canadian Battalion enlisting on January 24th, 1916 and sailed out of Halifax on October 25th on the S.S. Mauretania as a member of the 154th (S.D&G Highlanders) Battalion. On June 30th, …
October in the Adirondacks. The end of a two week trip for me as I’ve travelled to the East Coast and most of the way home again, with a little stop near Keene Valley to climb a mountain called Haystack. A friend will be completing her final climb to claim membership in a rather exclusive …
There is something about driving an axe through a piece of wood. Something therapeutic. Profound. Releasing.
It’s been one heck of a ride though.
I’m not convinced I want to sleep in one when camping but I will use one to read in on a warm summer day.
The monarch butterfly. This insect has always caught my imagination and marvel. Since childhood when I used to collect the caterpillars in a jar and watch them transform into a winged being that defied logic. To think this fragile, creature makes a trip that most of us wouldn’t consider without an airplane every year baffles …
Deep, deep pain.
The wonder of childhood. Don’t ever lost it. If you do spent a day with kids. Grandkids. The Aquatarium. Wonder renewed.
I’m probably the textbook definition of an introvert. I’d rather stay home most nights than go out to one social event after another. I enjoy quiet, solitary activities like reading, writing, gaming, gardening, or drawing. I’ll always choose the company of a few close friends over a wild party. I do my best work alone. …
There some places on this planet you visit once and thereafter you are always drawn back. For me, Jasper and in particular Athabasca Falls is one of those places. Of the many places I’ve been in the last few years – the falls always beckon when I’m anywhere close. The reasons? Mostly personal, a reminder …