You never know what you’ll discover…

Last week I visited a friend in Ottawa. After a great dinner at The Table (gluten free, vegetarian, and delicious – for those so inclined by necessity or choice) we went for a walk along Wellington Street. There we came across a large, old building that had seen...

What a surprise!

In the summer, a writing contest was announced in a locally published newspaper. Poetry or prose entries were accepted as long they they illustrated rural life. I had previously written a short story that fit the theme, so I rewrote it to the 750-word limit, and...

Chapters and Verse

In 2013 I joined a local Writers’ Group: Chapters and Verse. It had been in existence for a number of years, and over time, some had dropped out, and others had joined. When I came on board, there were seven of us. The group used to meet at the Community Room in...

A Day to Remember

This morning I attended the Remembrance Day service in our local community. It was held outside at the cenotaph in double digit temperatures beneath a bright November sun. As always, I thought of my grandfathers and great uncles who fought in World War I; my father,...

My new Fitbit – a very cool gift!

Here I am again on my treadmill, but this time there’s a difference. Not only do I have my computer, I’m also sporting a fitbit. What, you ask, is that? It’s a wireless activity and sleep tracker. Right now it’s clipped to my T-shirt, logging...