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Monthly archives for September, 2015

Day 29 … A heroine in our midst

Day 29 … A heroine in our midst

  I didn’t head to distant shores or chase the roads today. Rather, I did some research on a local who’s captured my interest: Sarah Corning—born in Chegoggin (Yarmouth County) in 1872. She’s in the centre of this photo, looking at the camera. The photo was taken with orphans in Greece. Sarah saved thousands of […]

Addendum to Addendum

Addendum to Addendum

Really. One should not let two months go by without writing the day’s experience.  Things fade into foggy brain. Just want to add that when Carol, Alex and I went to Barrington for the AXEperience, we first went to the Lobster Shack in Barrington Passage (3723 Highway 3) for pre-axe throwing dinner. We ordered seafood […]

Addendum … AXEperience!

Addendum … AXEperience!

It was bound to happen. There was so much stuff going on every day that I missed writing up an entire event. AXETHROWING! So, backing up to July 27th  … that evening, Carol Jacquard and Alex Doyle travelled with me to Darren Hudson’s Lumberjack AXEperience in Barrington where his partner, Susie Atwood, runs a women’s […]

Day 28 … Sailing to Paradise

Day 28 … Sailing to Paradise

  Another day of pure pleasure.  In part, due to spending time with Jennie Morrow—a  friend I’ve not had solo time with since God was young, and, in part, by meeting artist Helen Opie in Granville Ferry. Helen has always dreamed of cruising to paradise. And she’s going to do just that next summer. But this […]

Day 27 … Old Stones

Day 27 … Old Stones

By now you all know my love affair with cemeteries. Just when I thought cemeteries couldn’t get any better, I met up with Bill Curry, one of the many volunteers who are part of The Old Beaver River and Port Maitland Cemeteries Preservation Society. Thanks to this group, not only have these cemeteries been cleared […]

Day 26 … Kibby me—kibby you?

Day 26 … Kibby me—kibby you?

Every time I hear the word ‘kibby’ I think ‘friendship’ and ‘hefty hugs.’ Back in the late 40’s and 50’s I remember the excitement when Sam Nichols, a local merchant, called my mother to say he was planning a visit. Would she and the good doctor like to have some kibby? Mama’s eyes would light […]

Derailed

Derailed

OK. So  someone swiped a few weeks out of my life. He goes by the name  of Bailey. Great Pyrenees pup.  He was 22 pounds when we got him on August 8. One month later he’s more like 40 pounds. Rumour has it he will weigh-in  around 130 pounds a year from now. Or, at […]