When I left Winnemucca, Nevada on Wednesday the local radio station described the area as Buckaroo Country. I thought about that for a while and decided that it probably did not mean that all the residents are cowboys, but they do probably have cowboy affiliations. They certainly listen […]
At some point today I crossed the imaginary line that separates Pacific Time from Mountain Time, and in doing so I was suddenly one hour in the future. There is no sign that tells you when this happens, but I think there ought to be one. My phone […]
This is day one of my spring drive from San Jose to Edmonton. I am currently in Winnemucca, Nevada having driven for over seven hours. The first half of the journey was all traffic and the second half of the journey was all mountains and windy northern desert. […]
In May last year, my sister Carol and I decided to take a cruise so that we could see her granddaughter Bethany perform as a lead singer in the musical entertainment on board a cruise ship. The shows were fabulous, and we luxuriated in the whole experience. For […]
Here is a selection of pictures taken in the past year on the theme of lines and spaces. They were taken in New York, Edmonton, Norway, San Jose, and Monterey.
Which would you rather have in your country, guns or tourists? Because you can’t have both. Yesterday I was chatting with a couple of women and mentioned that I planned to spend winter in the United States. They looked horrified. One of them asked, “Aren’t you afraid?” When […]
This is the story of how a bracelet goes missing and a hairdresser gives good advice. How It All Started The morning that I was due to leave London and return to Canada, a bomber in Manchester killed twenty-three people and injured one hundred and sixteen others. It was […]
I am a snowbird who travels south for the winter. When I get there I have a bird of paradise plant on my patio.
