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Ayeeeeeee! Haaaayahooooo! Blamn, blam, blamidy blamn blamn! Three blonds crested the hill, two running flat out as fast as their short legs could carry them; […]
Ayeeeeeee! Haaaayahooooo! Blamn, blam, blamidy blamn blamn! Three blonds crested the hill, two running flat out as fast as their short legs could carry them; […]
IT WAS LATE in the day in October 1990. We were traveling south on the Cariboo Highway, heading home from Williams Lake. CBC Radio was […]
Twelve years ago, Linda, Chelsea and I, with some help from our adult son, Halden and my best friend, Jim, made the best doggone decision […]
It’s February, Valentine’s Day. As usual I haven’t got a clue what to do. I am often compelled to watch what my son calls “chick […]
“What on earth is that coyote trying to prove?” Linda said. I wandered into the living room and scanned the January ice on the lake. […]
“The trumpeters are in!” said Linda. I stumbled out of bed and joined her gawking out of our front room window. In the early morning […]
I have to confess; since my earliest years I have been powerfully driven by fear. When I was about three years old and living in […]
“So where are you taking us?” Linda asked coyly. Halden and his fiancĂ©e, Laurie insisted that we keep the night of Sept. 12 free. “We […]
“Did you see that?!” Linda exclaimed. Bud the Lab snore-snorted loudly, jumped up from his coma and woofed at about the same timed as I […]
It was my chore to pack the water. For me, like most 10-year-old boys, chores were an abomination. Chores sucked, literally sucked the life out […]
There was a loud crash at the back door. Our son, Halden and daughter, Chelsea were both working in the kitchen. The noise shocked them. […]
Winter had been unusually long but I just had to get out in the bush. It was a case of maintaining what little sanity I […]
Splat! “What on earth was that?” exclaimed Linda. The answer to her question came by way of piercing whistles and blood-curdling screams. I nearly scalded […]
“I am off bear huntin’, hun,” I whispered into the dark at a rumpled hump of goose down. “Where are you going?” asked a sleepy […]
It is soon to be Purim. This means it’s time for me to dust off my Old Testament and read Esther. In the Jewish Bible, […]
“Blast! It’s cold,” I said, my teeth chattering and chewing the words. “You can say that again,” Linda said. “I have been getting increasingly chilled […]
“The stellar’s jay was at the birdfeeder today,” Linda said. “I haven’t seen him for more than a month. And the pileated woodpecker was in […]
November is well into winter in the Cariboo-Chilcotin region of B.C. One of the nice things about our long winters is the night sky. Clear […]
I hunt. I also fish. I also do anything outdoorsy that I can get away with, usually alone. Linda has never understood how I can […]