There is a moment in time, a pause upon a hill where there is a whiteness of winter. It’s not just an absence of colour but more a blending of textures. White upon white, cold to cold, slipping into the many shades of gray and finally a fade to black.
A fresh snowfall on a windswept prairie with the trees silhouetted against a dusky sun shrouded in a cold blanket of clouds. more…
While I’m not always a big fan of cookies, every so often I get a recipe that makes my mouth water and a bonus if it looks easy enough that I’ll actually make them. I saw these in my December Canadian Living Magazine and what a tasty surprise. more…
Dear Mr President,
Sir, everyday I hear nothing but good things about you and my heart truly goes out to wish the very best to you and your young family. This will be one hell of a ride for all of you as well as all the people on this continent and perhaps even on this small very fragile planet. But you know, right now all the details are still pretty fuzzy and unclear but most of all, Mr. President things look kind of scary.
I hope you are right about your convictions and your dreams and most of all I hope you withstand the next four years. more…
I get the feeling around this time of year that people search for something tangible to enjoy or maybe they hunt. Food is always a fav so is companionship as is a good deal.
I’m always looking for a good way to take the edge off a desirable food item. Drink water (boooring) or (my favourite) substitue. Yeah baked potato chips for real Miss Vickies - not – a – chance! How about this one: eat less of what you want. That works for me for the most part. more…
