It was in a time of revolution in China and war in Korea that Norman McLaren decided to create a short film about two neighbours. The...
Years ago, to pay my way through college, I spent my summers working at my local grocery store. While it seemed like everyone else was...
I love new things. Christmas morning with its bursting stockings is like a slice of heaven for me. Few things are better than new socks,...
Several years ago I visited an orphanage in Kenya. I spent much of my time there with several young men who had grown up and moved...
Christmas comes with gifts, and certainly that is one of the very best things about it. It might be more high-minded to say that Christmas...
Waiting hurts. It takes a certain strength of character to wait and assume the painful cost of sitting on the sidelines or letting another go...
There is a Norwegian word that I’ve added to my vocabulary: Friluftsliv. While I certainly cannot pronounce it (I’m told it’s sounds like free-luftz-leev), I’m...
The poet Mary Oliver wrote, “There are things you can’t reach. But you can reach out to them, and all day long. The wind, the...
Crisis in our culture is unsettling. It upsets many of the daily routines we hold dear, and reshapes what we used to value. The Great...
In Lethbridge, Saskatoon, and Medicine Hat I’ve stood below large and old trees looking up in a strange kind of wonder. A dear friend who...