December 2016

Telling Our Stories

December 22, 2016 // 3 Comments

On a Marengo Saskatchewan morning in 1925 my great-grandmother made a grisly discovery. She woke her 22-year-old son with the words, “Come see what your father has [...]

A Christmas Miracle

December 21, 2016 // 0 Comments

Last week, as I made the hour drive down to visit my parents, the giant overhead road warning sign flashed “Vehicle Incident Ahead. Expect Delays.” In true [...]

We’ve Turned Up Old

December 6, 2016 // 4 Comments

Years ago my father in law was aghast at having run into an old acquaintance who he felt hadn’t aged well. “He turned up old!” he exclaimed. Well, today [...]

The Bowl on the Wall

December 3, 2016 // 0 Comments

Whenever my father would open a gift he would smile and say, “Most exquisite, what in the dickens is it?” For some reason those were the words that flew through [...]

A Blue Christmas

December 2, 2016 // 0 Comments

As we head into our third apartment Christmas, I have finally realized all our log home themed ornaments look ridiculous in our new (newish?) environment. For the past two [...]