In order to keep the squirrel population reasonably numbered in our back yard, I possess what is…
Bits and Pieces
Eat Local
Ever since The Advertiser started putting my column on the world wide web, I have received…
IN MEMORIAM – May 31, 2008 – Hopkins, Eunice Jean
IN MEMORIAM – May 31, 2008 Hopkins, Eunice Jean My Little Lady Stopped loving me,…
Butterfly time
This is the time of year that my Little Lady used to refer to as flutter-by time. She would often…
Seeds
About a month previous to Christmas we received our first seed catalogue, but it is only recently…
Spring has sprung
Bing. Bong. Spring has finally sprung. As I settled down to start this article halfway through my…
Twenty-five years
The once impossible dream has been, with this issue, surpassed. The 25th year has been…
Question period
Bah. Humbug. When they are attempting to take Merry Christmas away from the hearts of those in this…
It’s here
Yes Sir. And all other characters before, aft’ and in between; spring is here. I have just…
Ivan
Not too many of my readers will have had, as I, the pleasure of meeting Ivan. The Little Lady and I…
Its winter
This past morning, at first light, when I looked out my second-floor bed and sitting room window,…
Blackberries
The schizophrenic sub-zero weather that we were blessed with up here in the hinterlands of Markdale…
Hot, hot and hotter
Well, folks, it has been hotter than the hubs of Hades up here in the out-backs of Markdale. For…
My favourite things
Since I divulged my age in a recent article, I have been near inundated with age-related mail,…
Seed catalogues
There was a time in my life when I longingly awaited the seed catalogues to arrive at my door. By…