Spring Thinking and Dreaming
It’s mid-March and the snow is all but gone. There are clumps of white hanging on in the areas where several feet deep snowbanks towered just over one week ago, but otherwise, the land...
It’s mid-March and the snow is all but gone. There are clumps of white hanging on in the areas where several feet deep snowbanks towered just over one week ago, but otherwise, the land...
At one time, the mention of Bronte Creek brought me images of gutted and rotting salmon, hoardsĀ of anglers, stream degradation, andĀ massive amounts of garbage. These impressions were formed during my first two visits to...
Having lived near the Grand River for the past few years, I’ve had the opportunity to witness her awesome power. She can deceive you, offering slow, meandering water over large flats that provide a...
More than half a week into the new semester and I have yet to make it to school. A return to the Southern Ontario winters of the past has kept me at home, bundled...