Category: Personal
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Shift funds, break ground… give hope.
Over eight thousand views. That’s how many times “Enough is Enough, Prince Edward Island” published this past week was read. Witnessing the stats of my blog post growing the past few days and seeing the unbelievable amount of shares on FaceBook, is confirming. Montague needed a match to light the smoldering embers of hope gone.…
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Enough is enough, Prince Edward Island…
October 26, 2016 I’m back. I haven’t written in here for awhile. A long while. Over a year. And, it’s been quite a period of time. Starting with the death of my best friend, my Dad, May of 2015, looking after my Mom, doing my one woman show (Dusty Shoes) because I had promised my…
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The good, the bad, the wonky…anniversaries
Today was Mother’s Day. A special day for many. A tougher day for some. For me?… it was a strange mix. A very strange mix. One year ago, on Mother’s Day morning, I held my Dad as he died. I can barely write this as it still seems fresh and unbelievable. He was my best…
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Landed and left you dangling!
One week and 2 days ago I successfully completed my summer/fall road trip of Vancouver to Prince Edward Island and back. Sorry for leaving you dangling about my arrival. (if anyone is still reading!) I’m safe. I was lucky. Tres lucky as snow and cold temperatures were on my heels but…
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Western Canada….. finally
It’s my last day on the road. Last day traveling. By the time I reach Vancouver I will have driven at least 12,000 km. I’ve been very fortunate, thus far (still have to drive from Penticton to Vancouver today) with weather and nothing dramatic. Hope the trend continues for the day. I have seen SO…
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Rocks and Trees and Trees and Rocks and … waterrrrr!
A Canadian group, The Arrogant Worms, coined my title. I borrowed it from their fun song, Rocks and Trees. It’s true, true, true! Northern Ontario fascinates me with its wilderness and its people. Today I searched for a truck stop for breakfast and was dubious when…
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Sault Ste. Marie, Cirque, some memories…
I’ve lost count what day this is on my return road trip. Does it really matter? Tonight I sit in a motel in Nipigon, the same town where I stopped on the way east. This time I chose a better motel. Today I drove from Sault Ste. Marie (the “Soo”). The day was perfect. Dry…
