I spent last weekend at a historical re-enactment set in the fourteenth century. Most of the activities were martial in nature – we spent quite a lot of time reconstructing…
I have been very, very bad about posting this year. One of the reasons I have been so bad about posting is that I haven’t been taking as many photos…
I love watching people make things. An artisan working on a craft always displays a kind of elegance that only comes with experience. There is a precision and economy of…
When I took this photo, everyone had their backs to the camera, but even so, there are a lot of faces in this picture …
Back in the spring (during Lent, in fact) I spent a weekend at the Convent of the Sisters of St John the Divine in Toronto, on a retreat. The Convent…
A long time ago, when my parents’ cottage was still fairly new, my mum and her parents planted a little rose bush in the flower bed in front of the…
A foggy morning in late summer – a kayaker heads out just as I return to shore.
Autumn in Muskoka was glorious this year. Usually, when we go up for Thanksgiving in October, the leaves have already fallen. It’s beautiful still, but the trees are bare and…
White-Breasted Nuthatches, like their Red-Breasted cousins, like to walk down tree trunks head first. Just because. Well, come on. Wouldn’t you, if you could?
My favourite time to take the canoe out is early in the morning, before anyone else is awake. The water is like glass, the mist drifts oh-so-slowly across it, and…