I protested almost a year ago, on May 25, 2013. And I plan to protest again this year. I had made my placards, laminated them in case of rain, and stood with more than 500 others clad in raincoats, holding umbrellas, or wrapped in plastic under the threatening sky. I […]
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
Mother’s Day is a day when I feel more like a daughter than a mother. This marks the first Mother’s Day without my own mother. Despite her not knowing me for more Mother’s Days than I care to count, it feels strange to know that remembering her this year will […]
I don’t have many vices, just a few really. Running shoes. Sweatshirts. Storage containers. To name a few. Not that many. I don’t smoke. I only pretend to drink, having a glass of wine every now and then. I don’t steal cars and go on joy rides, or sell them […]
I recently watched a video created by a Dutch father that captured his daughter’s first 14 years in slightly more than four minutes of continuous images of her developing face. The video appears on Facebook and has done the rounds, I would suspect. The idea is a fascinating one—one I […]
I am grateful for Darce Fardy. Is he an acquaintance of yours? A friend? If so, you are the better for it. Darce Fardy is a former CBC journalist. Let me rephrase that. I would declare that when we write, we write until we no longer can hold a pen, […]
I took my children to Marineland in Niagara Falls when Aimee and Samantha were little. We watched the orcas and the dolphins do their circus act, and we got wet when a huge wave washed over the aquarium wall. We laughed and were amazed by the romance of these intelligent […]
I usually don’t tune in to watch the Academy Awards. I sometimes take a peek at the red carpet gong show, and every now and then I watch the opening montage—except last year’s Seth MacFarlane and his particular brand of bullying in the name of entertainment turned me off completely […]
I’m not a fan of hockey, or at least I should say I’m not a fan of NHL hockey. Please don’t run me out of town on a rail; I have other redeeming qualities (I hope). I feel as though I will be stripped of my status as a Canadian, […]
The 50-year mark has just passed since the Beatles first appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show. Undoubtedly, most of us are well aware of this fact and tuned in to “The Night That Changed America,” a CBS-hosted look back on the Beatles, who they were, and where they came from. […]
I’ve been flag-watching since the Sochi Olympics opened and though it is impossible to contain my bias, I love the clean, simple freshness of our Canadian flag and its uniqueness. The Maple Leaf conjures up any number of concepts for me: our vast natural wilderness, what I think of as […]
I was a farm kid, content with my own company and the company of my siblings. But play often was solitary—building secret hideouts in the haymow, or finding the perfect tree for a fort and then lugging lumber to build something in the tree using more nails than I could […]
I’m not a fan of winter. I suppose I was an enthusiast at one time, when building snow forts was obligatory, throwing snowballs unavoidable, and careening down the hill on a long wooden toboggan or aluminum flying saucer was requisite—all part of the natural rights and privileges of childhood. But […]
