Fennyland
My granny’s name is Fenny because she comes from Fennyland.
In, around and beyond our village
My granny’s name is Fenny because she comes from Fennyland.
We reach the dock and untie our shoes. Feet in, shirts off, we sink into the water and drive forward hard…
The Annapolis Valley and on to Cape Breton…
Everybody’s got to be happy. Everyone should sing
For we know the joy of life, the peace that love can bring.
The pandemic provided me with a gift in staying home…
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.
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Christmas on the prairies in the 1930s. We had so little. We had so much.
Two o’clock in the morning may be an odd time to start a feast consisting of chicken and oyster gumbo, game pies, soups, souffles, lavish desserts, brandy and coffee, but this is how it is done.
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.