I don’t know what it’s like where you live, but in my experience, most Canadians seem to think nothing of rising at the crack of dawn, or even earlier, hopping in the car, and driving enormous distances in a day. We’re quite sanguine about watching the road roll under our wheels for hours and hours. Maybe …
Hubby and I are still down east at Mum’s. And there’s still no time for posting. So hope you enjoy this one from 2015. It’s pretty timely… sort of. Because it’s Mum’s 90th tomorrow. And we’ll be busy eating cake and talking to all and sundry. And whoever else drops by. ************ There’s lots of …
My fondest memory of teaching high school is not what you might expect. It’s not of the many commencement ceremonies I watched or took part in, nor of reading the often brilliant work produced by some of my students, or even of the moving Remembrance Day ceremonies that my writing classes scripted. Those moments made …
Only two more months and my friend and I will be winging our way to England. We’re trying hard not to be excited. Not yet. There’s too much planning to do before we lean back, take a sip of tea, sigh, and allow ourselves to dream of actually being there. I’m a total …
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