O Can ada, Soon to be 150, but in your 149th,  this year, we're grateful for the wisdom source you've gat...

  It feels like an entire season has come and gone since  I last pos ted. My beloved Spring, gleaming with hope and  light an...

Dreaming of spring,   on this white, chilly night, wondering where it could be. Caught in the storm? Stuck in the...

As I stare out into the late,  evening sky, starry snowflakes  gather to meet   tired eyes. They huddle together t...

A Toronto street scene, by Doug Taylor That bright, barn red streetcar in the beautiful painting  above has been my main means o...

Recently, on a cold, snow stormy afternoon, my  aunt and I visited a cozy tea room, located in  a sle...