Someone said to me the other day that she wasn’t creative and wished she was. I thought about that for a minute and then a few days later I heard Lynda Barry, an American cartoonist and educator, speak on CBC Radio about our creativity. We all have creativity within us, […]
Wendi Stewart – Wendi with an ‘eye’
Wendi lives in Nova Scotia’s Annapolis Valley, but the farm on Rainy River in Crozier will always be her home. MEADOWLARK, her debut novel released September 15, is published by NeWest Press of Edmonton. She is the mother of four daughters who did the unforgivable: they grew up. http://wendistewart.writersresidence.com
We were hit by the first winter storm last week. It was a doozy or felt like it, but it was a mere sample of what is yet to come. I know Fort Frances is all too familiar with winter storms and I remember them well from my childhood, though […]
It was my friend Jim’s birthday yesterday. On the morning of his birthday I like to sit with my coffee and compile my mental list of favourite Jim Avis memories and it invariably results in laughter. That is the gift that friendship gives us, memories and stories we can relive […]
I like to have breakfast out. I indulge myself every few weeks with this special kind of treat and though I am quite capable of frying up eggs and bacon at home, it is more about the outing than the food, of being with friends and sharing stories and laughter […]
I know it is a common complaint of mine, a regular sort of whining if you prefer, about air travel. So here I go again, a warning if you wish to turn the page. On this particular trip there was the usual cattle-herding, the cramped quarters, my knees up against […]
I was walking my usual walk the other day after a Nor’easter had blown through, its wind stripping the brilliant-coloured leaves from the branches, toppling trees that Hurricane Dorian had loosened and I came upon a small nest lying upright in the middle of my path. Gracie sniffed at it […]
There is an artistic beauty in mathematics that both calms my soul and feeds my enthusiasm. I don’t often share my opinion on the subject of mathematics with those around me, because my words are often met with harsh contrariness. I love mathematics, truly love it, and I cannot remember […]
I remember when Hallowe’en was a big deal, before I worried about my teeth or my children’s teeth, before I was aware of the not-so-nice people who tampered with candy to do harm. When I was growing up, our costumes were usually created from something we found around the house, […]
I don’t think I have ever had a ride in a convertible. Don’t worry, it’s not on my list of regrets nor is it on my bucket list. Technically, I sat on the back of the backseat of a convertible at the Emo Fair when I was 14. I somehow […]
I haven’t always known myself very well. For some of us, it takes a lifetime to figure out the intricacies of who we are, but for many years I have known I cannot listen to call-in radio programs. I’ve tried, many times, especially where I might garner some various perspectives […]
I had an argument with myself today. I must confess it got a little heated and some bad language was hurled about and some shouting. Shouting never does anyone any good. I’m not a fan of shouting, but sometimes the situation can’t seem to avoid it and shouting just happens, […]
My dear friend, Ken Hampton, has gone ahead. That’s how I like to think of it, as though he is breaking trail, lighting the way for those of us who remain behind. I had the great fortune of sharing elementary school with Ken and even better we shared the same […]
