August 26, 2012
A work assignment that brings me to Nebraska for two weeks out of every four has given this Canadian a wonderful opportunity to become immersed not only in the passion and pride of American culture, but in the generous nature of the Heartland.
It was my first Memorial Day, and one of my welcoming local friends invited me to join her, along with many other community members, to put up more than 900 American flags… READ MORE
August 19, 2012
As another birthday arrives in my world, I recall a hike I took in spring, with the trilliums fading from white to purple, wearing the color with the grace of an aging lady. “When I am old I shall wear purple…” Jenny Joseph’s famed poetic line about elderly freedom of expression came to mind, applying as much to trilliums as humanity. Through the trilliums, the land spoke to me: Take comfort: your life may finish with… READ MORE
August 12, 2012
The Olympics never fail to make me cry. All right, most of the time, I’m a blubbering mess in front of the television. Watching young athletes push themselves to be their best gets me, but even more when they shore up their fellow and sister athletes? That really gets to me.
Still, the most moving moment of these Olympics had nothing to do with winning or consoling. A female archer from Bhutan was… READ MORE