Slow down and veer into the bush

Red fox racing rails, I saw yesterday. Nose to the north, body and tail following, straight and rigid as the steel ribbons themselves. He moved so effortlessly, so smoothly that except for his blurred legs, he almost seemed motionless. As we approached the railroad tracks, I’d noticed the creature running …

Right love, wrong love?

My daughter and I once turned on the TV in time to catch the last few minutes of a movie; just enough to grasp the plotline. It featured a pair of lovers – he was sixty, she sixteen. After “The End” slipped slowly off the screen, we sat silent, pondering. …

Warm up to memories of summer camp

I loved summer camp as a kid. Horseback riding. Cavorting in the lake. Fashioning tacky crafts from macaroni and matchsticks, paper plates and plaster of Paris. Gathering round campfires singing Clementine, Kumbaya and my favourite, Dat’s vut I learned at da school, yuh, yuh! That one began (hand on head) …

Grandbeans, sleepovers and the great energy crisis

“Two raspberry smoothies coming right up. Time for the berries now, little man.” “I not a widow man,” said the tyke on the tall stool beside me, dumping them in the blender. “I’s Ezwa! I WIKE kitchens!” He’s towheaded, three and unstoppable, our youngest grandbean, Ezra. And he just had …

Facing an Everest-sized diagnosis?

I once interviewed a Canadian who had twice summited Mount Everest. “I wasn’t trying to get to the top,” Dave Rodney said, remembering the most perilous portions of the climb—crossing ladders placed as bridges over almost bottomless crevasses. “…Just to the next rung on the ladder.” Everest climbers surround us. …

Two things that refuse to die – and one that cannot be killed

Something frightening recently took place in a private garden in South Texas. While gardening in her backyard, a nurse named Jennifer spotted a rattler near her hand. An instant later it rose to striking position. “SNAKE!” she screamed. Her husband, Jeremy, working nearby, grabbed a shovel and ran over. First, …