Item #25: Église De Stains, by Maurice Utrillo

This weary nicotine-stained lithograph-on-board has pride-of-place in my living room not because it is valuable (certainly not) or noteworthy. This print occupied a similar position in my grandparents' home for as long as I can remember and likely before that, so it is a piece of my own history. This was my pop's parents’ home,... Continue Reading →

Item #24: Painted Rocks

Nearly 30 years ago, my mom began painting - first with watercolours but then in a variety of media that, in the mid-nineties, included painting on rock. She collects rocks of appropriate size and texture from the local beaches on Vancouver Island, as well as other locations that she visits in Canada and elsewhere. The... Continue Reading →

Early experiences in science

April 27th is Tell-a-Story Day. It is also what would have been my Pop’s 71st birthday. Time for another story with him. Pop did his PhD in the mid- to late-Seventies, on the topic of cocaine. Specifically, the study looked at the effects of coca leaf extracts on the physiology of rats, as a way to understand... Continue Reading →

Book of Treasures: Grade 8

Grade 8: September to December 1979, Souris Elementary School, Souris, PE. Teacher - Mr. D. MacDonald. January to June 1980, Van Bellingham Elementary School, Winnipeg, MB. Teacher – Mrs. A. Enns. In the summer before Grade 8, we moved with my dad to Souris, PE, a tiny town in Eastern Prince Edward Island. The change... Continue Reading →

Driving Lessons

April 27th is Tell-a-Story Day. It is also what would have been my Pop’s 70th birthday. Time for another story with him. This year will be about driving lessons. I'm visiting family back in Manitoba next month, and we'll be spending a few days "at the lake", which is local lingo for staying in a cottage or... Continue Reading →

Tell me another one…

Today is Tell-a-Story Day. It is also what would have been my Pop’s 69th birthday. So it seems highly appropriate to tell a story about him. There are many to choose from, some quirky and delightful, some not so much. Sometimes, when I’d tell him something strange or fantastic, or if I attempted a fib,... Continue Reading →

Item #6 – Cherry Bowl

This is the time of year for remembrances. For the past few weeks, I've been reading and hearing about soldiers - distant and recent past, as well as present - and reminded of their honour, duty and sacrifice, and the freedoms I have because of them. This year of course has been all the more... Continue Reading →

Fathers, dads, pops

I'm doing lots of reflecting and remembering these days about my own pop (an annual occurrence now), as friends near and far are dealing with their own versions of fatherly craziness. At the same time, I'm observing my friends who are dads and marvelling at the deftness of care, concern, love and attention they are able... Continue Reading →

Pattern recognition

It happened while searching for something under the bathroom sink. I keep a box there with the various odds and ends that one needs or might need - hair dryer (always on top for daily use), cotton balls, various hair products. When something went astray, I was forced to pull the box out and root... Continue Reading →

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