A Wizard of Earth

After three months of silence I find myself in rural Michigan, entering a still greater silence. The business is on hiatus, my employers hav...

The crows are in our neighbourhood tonight. As I went to take out the garbage just now I stopped to admire the clear sky and the bright gibb...

Last week I went walking with a friend along the Grand River, which carries the lifeblood of our part of Southwestern Ontario. It was cold, ...

My readers may know that I volunteer with a grassroots organization called Transition KW. The story of our era's 'Tran...

Having reflected further on this blog and its purpose, I'm satisfied with my decision not to continue posting weekly. But I'm not sa...

When I began writing this blog I was brimming with ideas, so full I thought I would burst if I didn't find a way to set them down in rea...

Here in Canada the eleventh day of the eleventh month is set aside to honour those who have given their lives in war, especially in the Worl...