By John Urban You know, some days, I get down. Probably from too much of nothing.The greater power then might just arrange for me to see how well off I … Continue reading The Hitchhiker
Silence speaks when words cannot.
Everyone can embrace circular living. No one can do it perfectly, and no one can do it alone.
Lest the word ‘capital’ evoke pictures of a city, I must report that Moresby had a downtown area of one block and boasted one traffic light.
Some of us in Wakefield are trying to save a local forest, a forest that’s a ten-minute walk from Wakefield’s Earle House intersection.
The royal family have managed, as they often do, to claim international headlines in recent times, but as I try to absorb the exhausting latest covid updates and marvel at … Continue reading Tea with the Queen
by Paula Halpin
Out of nowhere came Covid-19, a microscopic party-pooper that heartlessly blew up the Great Canadian Birthday Plan.
By John Urban
I asked her to keep her eyes focused on the flame as I started passing the lit candle slowly in front of her from side to side…
This delightful piece is presented with gratitude to guest blogger Teresa Bandrowska. As another Solstice passes, another new year begins, and I roll into yet another turn around the sun, … Continue reading Intimations of Mortality
People enjoy reading blogs for many reasons, mostly because people are interested in people. And when those people are your acquaintances, neighbours or even friends you have yet to meet, all the better.
Christmas on the prairies in the 1930s. We had so little. We had so much.
Arriving at the top, we could see a view of the whole city of Edinburgh below us, and we would stop walking and lie on the grass and look up at the stars.