Yesterday, a beautiful late summer Sunday, I took a walk on the not-so-wild side.
I decided to buy a whole fish and grill it and serve it up with salads made with the organic veggies I had bought at Vankleek Hill the day before. 705 more words
On our walk by the river in Jack Layton Park, in Hudson, Quebec, as we crossed the pretty wooden bridge, the one that goes over the little river and the beaver dam, I saw this view of the sunset and asked my husband to pull out his cell phone and grab it. 751 more words
Mrs. Pierre Casgrain’s name on the letterhead of the Provincial Franchise Committee 1928
It’s not often that my favorite topic, Canadian suffragists, trends on Twitter, but it seems last night it did. 327 more words