THERE WAS A TIME when back to school shopping meant purchasing a fair number of notebooks – one for each subject ideally, pencils, pens (a fountain pen too, but that was [Continue]
LAST WEEK, DURING a drive from Vancouver, we took a short break in Hope. It was almost 10 o’clock at night and the fire near Agassiz was raging, mountain aglow and the [Continue]
SHORTLY AFTER we moved to Kamloops in August of 2012 we were told of a not-to-miss event unfolding every fall in the Adams river: the annual salmon run, peaking every four [Continue]
I SAW THE DRY yellow pastures and lawns as soon as we got close to the ferry terminal. As if nothing but rain was to bring any water to the parched land. This was Salt Spring [Continue]
THERE’S THE BENCHES, of course. The ones that carry stories and thoughts. Someone’s loved one’s favourite place is where you stand. You see what they saw many [Continue]
THERE IS NOTHING like thick billows of wildfire smoke close to town to remind everyone that Mother Nature has an indubitable upper hand. Humbling. As the fire was raging, I [Continue]