I looked downwards at the man in the wheelchair. He was staring up towards a high shelf in the grocery store. “May I help you?” “Uh . . . I was hoping to get the medium-sized freezer bags. They’re on sale.” “Hmmm, that looks like a challenge.” For him, it would be impossible. For me,… Continue reading Random Acts of Kindness
Caught between a rock and a hard place? In a tough situation? Don’t give up! You’re stronger than you think. Push on through the hard times and your resilience will be a beautiful thing indeed. Don’t believe me? Just look at how these morning glory flowers pushed through the pavement. Who would suspect a delicate… Continue reading Driveway Flowers!
I admit it. I always tear up a bit when I hear our national anthem played. It wasn’t always this way. It takes leaving the country to see how much pride one has for Canada and Canadians. When I was twenty years old, I backpacked through Southeast Asia. Whenever I crossed paths with someone sporting… Continue reading O Canada!
Call it perfectionism, call it an impossible dream, or call me crazy, but I wanted the best for my daughter’s baby shower. It was the night before the awaited event. All the food was prepared, the prizes were wrapped, and the games were printed out. The bee-themed décor was tucked into boxes waiting to be… Continue reading A Mother’s Love
Well, we’re nearing that mushy holiday—Valentine’s Day! When boyfriends and husbands dash out to buy chocolate, flowers or, perhaps jewelry in hopes of pleasing their loved one. I don’t know about you, but I think that’s way too much pressure on men. Makes me glad I’m a woman. I usually give my husband, Guy, some… Continue reading Love and Cameras!
Winter. Not my favourite season. It’s cold. It’s wet. It’s sloppy. You can’t wear shorts although I saw my mailman doing so in a blizzard the other day! You have to ditch sandals and flip-flops to wear boots. And you can’t garden or go inline-skating. My passions. But I’m changing my attitude. I didn’t realize… Continue reading Winter…Brrr! Grrr?
My elderly Italian neighbour hollered out from her opened basement window. She had noticed me on my back patio, cleaning up the dead summer flowers. “What are you doing in the freezing cold, Rita? Picking the frozen grapes?” I laughed and teased her, “Yes, I was thinking of making ice wine.” To tell you the… Continue reading Forbidden Fruit!