Opinion

Autumn is perhaps my favourite season. The palette of hues which grace the Kawartha Lakes between September and mid-November have… Continue reading “Lindsay’s forgotten artist: Rediscovering W.A. Goodwin”

From my kitchen window I could see the two girls were about four and six years old. They had just… Continue reading “The beer can family and the faces of poverty”

My friend, John Boyko, says Canada is a conversation. In his blog he was referring to how we tend to… Continue reading “All my changes were there: The teacher and Canadian nationalism”