Life will teach us any way it can, it seems to me. Some of my most powerful lessons have come from caring for my animals. The first lambs of...

Okay, I must admit, there has been a pathetic amount of blogging activity here.  And I must also admit, I worry that my blog is b...

It is that time of year.  The time for the Interior Provincial Exhibition in Armstrong.  The time that Armstrong swells to triple its size (...

It's hot tonight. The air in our campsite is stuffy and close. I get my bathing suit on again and take my two companions and walk to the...

This is our 6th year here at the Suzuki violin institute. The first year we camped as a family: Kaetlyn, Andrew, Rhiannon, Dean and I. Rhian...

Yesterday was one of those days... It started off nice enough.  A beautiful sunny morning to drive out to the Shuswap to pick my girl up by ...

I cannot remember when I first wanted to have my own sheep and angora rabbits and to spin my own wool.  It was always part of my plan.  Chal...