Chico, not Topper. But you get the idea . . . Topper.  My eldest brother’s horse.  The ultimate in challenges. My world was small....

Astonishing. Kids are observant. If you don’t believe me, try spending an hour with a three-year-old. They just don’t always unde...

Ha! Parked. Driving is important. At least when you live on a ranch a million miles from anywhere. And it happened early. Dri...

They watched as the family picked its way reverently through the cemetery, stopping to exclaim over one headstone or another. “Look at ...

Me. Sigh. What you are about to read may be shocking. You may even want to re-think continuing your friendship with me. I’m a thi...

You'd better be thankful for that! Just sayin . . . Suppertime at the Stringam Ranch. Wonderful food. Great company. The bes...

Aerial view. The day after. Not far from Calgary, Alberta, and just east of the Crowsnest Pass, lies the small, bustling ...

He looked at me. “So? What’s your wish?” I scrunched up my face into my most impressive I’m-thinking-about-it form and . . . thought ab...

Mmmmm... I've  used many, many recipes in my life. Starting with simple: crackers and cheese. And, believe me, you have to g...

Call me! My Dad is the last surviving member of a family of thirteen, the youngest of eleven children. He has been reminisci...

My 1300 th post. My daughter says I should do something . . . important. But I don’t know anything important. You’re getting the old...

In honour of Family Day, I present . . . my family . . . I’m sure it was a normal, every-year, run-of-the-mill holiday. Everywhere b...

My First  Valentine  is nearly 90 years old. I have been visiting him and making sure he is eating and all of the important stuff . . . ...

Ready to go. Pictured L to R: Anita, Blair, Dad, George, Jerry, Missing: Mom, Chris, Diane and the potty. Traffic has slowed to ...