Bergs. My best people. Marrying into a family is a happy, joyous proposition. It can also be daunting and just a bit scary. Even when everyo...

Girls raised on a ranch, doing 'ranch stuff' alongside the men, are often mistaken for yet another of those men. Until someone gets ...

 The day started out normally enough. Babies playing quietly while I snatched a couple of minutes online to look at drapes. “Hmmm—the green ...

Each week, we search for something new, A matter that would interest you, When searching topics thin or thick, We thought of of ‘ Some...

It only LOOKS delicious . . . I love raisins. Especially in trail mix. Or coated in chocolate. I should probably point out, here, that coati...

  I’ve had some hobbies in my life, They gave me calm from daily strife, But through the years, those hobbies changed, Through differe...

It's bigger on the inside... We visited the Horne Lake caves on Vancouver Island near where our middle son lives. Getting ready. The are...

Not for the shy or faint of heart . . . Recently, there has been a lot of press about women nursing their babies. Usually, because it has be...

I love writing poems, it’s true, And crafting words, a lot, a few, Today the world agrees with me, In honouring all poetry ! The building be...

Where memories are made... It was just a routine trip to the local recreation centre. Something we did often when our kids were small. Who k...

Now wave! It might be someone we know. The Stringam Ranch was twenty miles from the Town of Milk River. For the first ten miles out of town,...

  Blurting Word master.  I know you’ve done it. I know I have. Blurted out something that sounded a whole lot different in your head. It’s t...