Monthly Archives: August 2006

There’s the inescapable edge of gold on the maple leaves, the geese are gathering on the Gorge and the wasps are getting cranky and slow. The blackberries are getting tasteless and starting to wither, the autumn apples are beginning to … Continue reading →

Looking for something to do with a basket of plums, I turned to my mother’s old Boston Cooking School Cookbook, whose spine is now made of electrical tape and which has all manner of interesting thing poking out between the … Continue reading →

Victoria seems to me to have an above average number of dinner parties of a potluck nature. (These are not to be confused with potlatch parties which are on another plane entirely and I have yet to receive an invitation … Continue reading →

While I was in Edmonton last week, a couple of people mentioned a book that had been recently launched – Ride The Rising Wind: One woman’s journey Across Canada by Barbara Kingscote – about a woman who rode across Canada … Continue reading →

I was shocked to find myself at a poetry reading in fabulous Fernwood last night, on a balmy summer’s eve; one of the early events offered by local publisher Richard Olafson in celebration of the 25th anniversary of his press, … Continue reading →