Monthly Archives: August 2012 I grew up in the Canadian prairies, not so far from the Alberta badlands. OK – so we lived in the city, but we did have old wagon wheels in the back yard and a wild and overgrown gully behind our home. It was cowboy and Indian country: I have dim memories of watching reruns of […]  I read a travel article some years ago, defending taking the “more travelled” road occasionally. I quite agree: as much as I like to get off the beaten track and away from “tourist spots”, there is something to be said for seeing iconic places for oneself. So it was with Old Faithful, Yellowstone National Park’s […]  Olympic fever has gripped the television-watching-world. As I write this, the games are well into their second week and the people of the United Kingdom seem to have thrown themselves behind their Olympic athletes. Two weeks before the games started, however, the people I talked to in London were grumbling about the inconveniences the games were causing […] An Old Irish Blessing May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand. If you walk Ireland’s Dingle […] |
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