Christmas. It’s easy as a kid and then it gets hard as an adult and then, wonder of wonders, on the flip side of 55, it starts to get easy all over again. … More A Superbad Christmas
Three years ago, I fell in love with the Atlantic. I jiggered my my life around to live by the sea and since being here, Nova Scotia has pulled me in deeper. Lately, though, I hear Ontario calling. … More A love story, wild cranberries and streetlights.
Me and Waterloo. We were together almost forty-five years. I’ve been hanging on since I left going on two years now. Time to face the music and figure out if I am ready to crawl under the covers with Halifax. … More I’m ready to talk about…
Oh, the adventures a plain old Wednesday can bring. The magic is everywhere. Work was never quite this much interesting back home. … More The Sheepdogs and me, on a Wednesday afternoon
A phone call is still the quickest way back when you’re far from home. Magic lives at the other end of the ring. … More Figuring out home
Never a dull moment here. Is it me or is it this place? I have yet to figure it out… … More Great balls of fire!
I’m from away. And sometimes, … More From away…