Where Did Your Holiday Traditions Start?

Canadian Thanksgiving is on the first Monday of October. This is when my wife’s family gets together out at their acreage to enjoy family camaraderie and at the end of Thanksgiving night a random bowl is brought around to everyone whose present and they draw names. The name drawn becomes the person whom you are…

A Round of Nine on the Park Meadows at Osoyoos Golf Club

Foot on the brake pedal we shifted into drive then pulled the Tacoma off the driveway turning left, a quick right and another left we traveled down route 97 for a block and turn right beside the peach orchards. Heading west we drove a kilometre veered left between another set of orchards and turned right…

Uncharted Territory; an Early Start to a Road Trip

Yesterday we rose at 6:45am to the SURPRISE of the wife sitting on the couch reading her morning book. She smiled gingerly when I said “lets try to be out by nine,” I smiled and she starred then she tilted her head touched one of her new Samsung wireless ear pieces and responded, “what was…

Benches Along a Trail

There is a lonliness stuck between here and there in periods of life, which have wondered by in my thirtires and now taking place in my early-forties. It happens, this feeling of lonliness on Friday nights when in my twenties it was filled with phone calls to friends to set plans for the night. Those…

The Origins of Turkey Day aka Thanksgiving in Canada!

Thanksgiving in Canada is on the second Monday of October every year. And those lovely people to the South of the boarder, commonly referred to around here as ‘Merica, really have no clue when it comes to holidays in the country North of their boarder. Canadians have enjoyed Thanksgiving well before their counterparts to the South. And…

Really… It is November!

Okay… so I have been slacking off during the summer months, collecting my thoughts, getting geared up, going into the mountains, traveling about the countryside, sharing my ideas with anyone and looking for the next Road Trip, in my schedule. What I failed to do is write in this blog. What I can tell you,…

Untitled Composition

These eyes are fixated on the last sliver of space between the edge of the clouds and the horizon line. Ultra-violet shades of blue-green shimmering as the final glow of the day disappears. It feels like neglect watching those final minutes of time settle out of reach. Its just another realization of yet another fallen day….