Point & Shoot: Polar Plunge
I skipped breakfast, grabbed my camera and jumped in the jeep. The Polar Plunge started at 11am and I knew from past experience a couple of minutes delay would mean missing the whole thing...
Paris – The Friendliest Place On Earth
We pull into the fresh-looking plaza on the outskirts of town, its clean lines and manicured verges incongruous amongst the trees and cornfields round about, like work shoes worn with jeans...
Playing In Paris
Last week S and I hitched a ride with a meeting-bound husband to Paris, Ontario - pop. 11,763. It was somewhere we'd never been. We had no phone, little money and zero need for either...
For Whom The Bell Tolls (or A Funny Thing Happened In Paris)
The plaque on the wall said it hadn’t been rung since July 1st 2002. Well that was about to change...
Toronto Time-Lapse
Next time I find myself exasperated on a Toronto sidewalk with moaning children and and an absent sense of direction, I'll try to remember the beauty that surrounds me when viewed from a different angle and remind myself that I'm one small part of a living, breathing bigger picture...
History – a moveable feast, or so it would seem…
Canadians have this curious tendency to move things to a new location when the fancy takes them. I’m not talking about furniture or fridge magnets here - that would be perfectly normal! No, I mean historical artifacts – buildings to be specific.
The magnetic pull of Lake Ontario
I feel an urge to visit the lake with predictable regularity. It starts with an unbidden thought surfacing like a bubble in my mind, innocent in itself, but laced with just enough longing to make it stick.
Toronto: Discovering the Discovery District
On Friday I was in Toronto’s Discovery District for a morning meeting at CAMH where I’ve volunteered to take part in research studies examining treatment for the prevention of depression relapse.
A Sunday stroll and a history lesson
Less than 300 years ago this area was a wilderness of great forests and secluded clearings, populated by bear, wolf and deer, and the Mississauga Indians, who were hunter/gatherers and camped around the mouth of the creek.
Silent Sunday – An Afternoon in Ajax
Ssshhhhhhh.....
