I graduated high school in 1968 and went to university for four years. I didn't know it at the time, but I was also graduating into one of the most extraordinary periods in the history of popular music.

British science fiction writer Arthur C. Clarke formulated three adages that are known as Clarke's three laws. The third law, is "any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”

If you've noticed your white oak littering the ground with tiny, pea-sized green acorns this summer, don't panic. At first glance, it can look like the tree is in trouble. Fortunately, it’s not always the case.

The late drive home was routine. The road familiar; radio playing. Anticipating another fine supper with the missus. Then the horizon caught my eye.

I was heading out for what should have been a simple grocery run. Milk, bread, the usual. Near the end of the driveway, my right front tire clipped the edge of a snow drift. Suddenly…bang!

Winter in the Great White North arrives, uninvited. Snow never apologizes. Sure it softens edges, quiets the sound, but, it demands attention.

Southern Ontario winters are something wonderful. Fields go from brown of Autumn to white. Lakes and rivers turn to ice bringing fishermen out to dig their holes and catch Walleye.

Wishing you a warm and joyful Christmas filled with moments that make your heart feel light.

The river moves calmly, its surface smooth and glassy, reflecting the pale grey of the morning sky. Sunlight dances across the ripples, scattering in flashes of silver like tiny sparks on liquid glass..