A Week Away
One week ago I made a series of promises to my oldest daughter. Four solemn...
A long overdue apology
Music has always played a predominant role in my life. From the earliest...
Lessons From the Family, Part 6
With the most anticipated ringing of a bell, one era ends as a new one...
A Wedding To Remember
Walk 20-steps in any direction during the Summer months in downtown Elora and...
Kid One and Kid Two
Moved and in awe at both the similarities and difference of my two lovely...
Community
Those who know us well, know that Alison and I aren't exactly renowned for...
A Chill Day
For well over a year now, I have faithfully posted something new each and...
Burgers, Bats and Monkey Bars
Around this time last year, when the flowers were in bloom, the sun-kissed sky...
The Legend of Bean
Around the time that I turned 5-years old, my father came home with a giant,...
To Mom, one year later
One year ago today marks an entry that was voiced by two wonderful daughters,...
Friendships
Twenty some-odd years ago I walked my way into a classroom and began what...
Memories of The Bruce
It's April 30th, and if they haven't already booked-up, then the summer months...
A World of Possibility
This weekend, so full of lovely Spring rain to help breath fresh new life into...
Lessons From the Family, Part 5
Weeks and months have passed, the days have grown longer, brighter and warmer,...
The Best Restaurant in Town
Since the day they were born, the girls have been with me in the kitchen in...
Letters From a Curmudgeon
Dear Peanut Butter Producers, Maybe you are of the type who enjoys getting...
It’s Maple Syrup Day!!!!
It may not come with fanfare, pomp and circumstance, but it is never the less...
A Dash of Truth
Look, be it in blog or insta-format, I share many wonderful and loving...
Adventure Awaits
I am not entirely sure what sparked it for me recently, but some conversation...
Embracing The Snow
Oh, Canada. How I love you and your vast array of weather patterns. From a...
About Me
I am first and foremost a father. I am partial to all things expressive; Music, Movies, Creative Writing, Food and, perhaps most significantly, the realization that I never really want to “grow up”