My thumbs hurt. I hate to complain but they hurt, almost all the time, and I think if I ate more green vegetables, they would hurt less. And though that seems an easy enough remedy to incorporate into my daily schedule, I don’t seem able to master the excessive use […]
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
I like to think I would have made a good pioneer. There is a caveat, though (isn’t there always). I would have made a good pioneer who had access to a deep freeze. That may disqualify my presumption. I like processing food from my garden. I blanche and freeze bags […]
Loraine and I have decided to paddle to Finland. Now, we aren’t just willy-nilly with our plans–coming up with some hair-brained idea without careful planning. We want to see Finland’s outdoor glass sculptures that look like they are living beings; flames of glass seemingly growing out of the marsh and […]
I may have mentioned eight or nine or 46 times that my grandsons started school in September; Aiden in junior kindergarten in Ontario and Linden in kindergarten of the regular variety in British Columbia. I have never been a fan of sending babies to school. Two of my daughters had […]
I’m currently in British Columbia helping my grandson transition into kindergarten. My daughter is a single mom and we had the resources for me to fly out to help the glacial move from non-kindergarten to kindergarten. As I drove Linden to school for an hour one day and two hours […]
I burned a pile of brush the other night. We have burning restrictions here in Nova Scotia due to the lack of rain, so burning is limited to between the hours of 7 p.m. and 8 a.m., when the dew has settled. I often wonder how forest fires are ignited […]
I remember reading someone’s words that advised me to become a “student of change.” I had to do some searching in order to give credit to the proper source for said advice. It turns out it was Anthony D’Angelo, of whom I have no recollection so I must have heard […]
I have a printer that seldom rests due to the nature of my work. It spews out pages quickly and efficiently because it doesn’t have to worry about colour. It is a black-only printer and I opted for such because of the savings on ink and the speed. I printed […]
I have had to go to war again with hornets/wasps. The last time, a few years ago, I was the easy victor, though it was a significant battle. I may have bored you with the details. As such, I rather smugly faced this year’s battle with a hint of over-confidence. […]
I laid in bed the other night, waiting, knowing it was the last night of our visit; the last night of my children returning to the nest so I could pretend they had never left. I know they are meant to leave, are meant to stretch their wings so the […]
It is so easy to focus on what goes–and is going–wrong in society. With our instant news feed, it is virtually impossible not to be aware of the weakening of democracy. What I tend to forget, when I shudder at the political failings in our own country, is that “progress […]
All my daughters are with me in Nova Scotia for a lovely family reunion visit. Of course, now it is in the past tense, because Thea had to return to Alberta after a much too brief a visit. My four grandchildren are here with their mommies and I am in […]







