Category: life

Algonquin Park

When Plans Get Derailed

Let’s talk about derailments for a moment, shall we? I have a story to tell. There may be profanity. So be warned. Achray Campground in Algonquin Park.     Photo courtesy of Turnipseed Travel One fall in the early nineties, Hubby and …

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fitness

Why I Am Not On A Diet

Let’s get this straight, I am NOT on a diet. I don’t believe diets work in the long-run. And most experts who aren’t trying to sell you a diet plan will agree. But. And here’s the kicker. Despite the fact …

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family who are gone but not forgotten

Everything is Better With Some Cows Around

Yesterday was my step-father’s birthday. He would be ninety-six if he were alive, but he died ten years ago. We still miss him. Lloyd Samuel McGibbon was quite a man, you know. Kind, strong, patient. He had to be to …

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boredom

It’s Summer… Are You Bored Yet?

Hubby and I are still away on our camping trip. So this post on summer boredom… or lack of boredom… is one from a couple of years ago. Hope you don’t find it boring:)    *******   I could be …

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language

Words Matter

I’m a language nerd. I love words. And I really believe that choosing the best words to convey one’s meaning is very, very important. That sounds like a no-brainer, I know.       When I was still teaching, my …

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coping with self doubt

Curating Confidence

So the other day, I had one of those confidence sapping moments I am wont to experience every now and then. I was walking back to my car after a lovely lunch with former colleagues, wearing my current favourite outfit: …

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choosing not to have children

Childless By Choice or By Chance

At my book club a week or so ago, we discussed the use of the term “childless.” I say “we” but, actually, I started the discussion. Someone used the term innocently, in a comment, and I admit I ranted a …

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connecting with family

Flood Stories

Rivers and rising rivers have been a part of my psyche all my life. I’ve pretty much always lived on a river. First, as a child, on the Nashwaak River in New Brunswick, then on the Saint John River after …

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ladies who lunch

Lunching Ladies

I love to meet friends for lunch. In big groups, or small groups, or when it’s just two of us. We catch up with each other’s lives, trade travel stories, or family stories, swap books… whatever. I guess you could …

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fashion

Making Ourselves Up

I saw this picture in Vogue magazine a while ago. It made a shiver run down my spine. And brought back memories of my teenage years. Of making myself up every morning before school. Because, of course, at sixteen, I …

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