Believe

Katherine asked a question the other day and I’m not sure I handled it all that well. It has been a somewhat crazy fall for all three of us and Christmas sort of snuck up on us. When we went out to eat a couple of weeks ago, my mind wasn’t on the holidays at…

My own skin

I’m going to come right out and say it: I love my body. I love that I’m short. It gives me tremendous leverage and I like the world from this height. I love that I am physically stronger than many women and always have been. I’m proud of what this lets me do. It took…

Echoing their joyous strains

Sometime in the 1930s, two strong-minded young people met in Halifax, Nova Scotia. He was a powerfully strong, strapping young civil engineering student at Dalhousie who played rugby and loved the outdoors. She was a tiny young artist at NSCAD, who loved her art and was fiercely proud of her family traditions and status. He…

Enough. And a challenge

It is December. If your household is anything like mine right now, there’s a flurry of planning and orchestration going on in which gifts are purchased, hidden and wrapped. Food is planned, prepared and ordered. Large boxes of sparkly (and frankly rather odd) items are hauled out of the corners of the basement and distributed…

The Legend of the HMS Bathtub

I found this photo in my camera roll the other day and thought that maybe it was time to share the story that goes with it. Every family has a few colourful characters and some families have more than their fair share, either in terms of quantity or quality. One of the latter such was…