The Wheels On The Bus
I don't rightly remember the first day of school for most of my childhood. I...
The Tradition
The decision to not head into backcountry camping this year was admittedly a...
The Concert
Every year since moving to Elora 11 years ago, our household has come face to...
The Next Generation
I often look to my kids as a source of both inspiration, as well as a glimpse...
The Grand
It's easy to get caught up in the reliable old conversation of 'I can't...
The Knee and The Phone Call
Following a good, solid week of me sitting in my own self-wallowing after my...
The Lake
At the edge of the wood, down a gravelly road, sits a house where they say,...
The Evening Air
I don't typically write in the evenings. Usually after dinner it is all...
The Conference and The Architecture
Whenever I travel for a conference, trade show, or event for work (and I don't...
The Tree Farm, The Nothing and The Community
When it comes to time management, you could slap a lot of labels on the...
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”
Thanksgiving
An expression of gratitude
It’s time to get spooooooky
Disney Days 5-10
Disney Days 1-4
Ah, Louis.
The Taste Test
What Matters Most
Camp Jealousy
We are here.
The Guest Writer
We used to party
To Each Their Own
The Man Cold
The Sisters, Bean, Have a Future Dream
What Distracts a Squirrel?
What It Means To Me
Lessons From the Family, Part 9
The Lake
