As the years and decades go by, there is an inclination to say things like: “Winters just aren’t what they used to be.” Having spent more winters here than most, I entirely agree with that statement. So far this season... [Continue Reading]
I am walking through the silence of this cold and frosty night, I am treading on the diamonds that sparkle with the light. And the throbbing, beating pulses of the whispering cold night air, Have reached into my heart and... [Continue Reading]
Memories of the Okanagan – one invariably thinks of sunshine, the lake, fruit – in one word, summer. As a child growing up in the 1930s and 1940s, the winter season also had its charm and delights which remain etched... [Continue Reading]
