City and colour

Markets of any sort draw me within, lulling me into an inner frenzy, excited at the prospect of buying and supporting locally, lessening our environmental footprint. However, local here in Calgary pretty much means that the produce is imported from British Columbia. It seems, although factually I am not entirely sure, that Calgary does not…

Down and out

I literally feel as if I’ve been run over by a steam roller, several times over. I have a canker sore that makes speech almost indecipherable and I feel like ka-ka. Here’s hoping I can sleep better than last night! b l A H ……………

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Volunteering and the Calgary Folk Festival

In my experience, I find that volunteering has always been an incredibly rewarding gift of one’s time. Unfailingly, an adventure with unexpected rewards far greater than ever imagined. Such was the case of my weekend on ‘plate recycling’ duty at the Calgary Folk Festival. Although I tweaked my back in lifting and counting the mountain…

Believing in Oneself

Sometimes a bit of doubt creeps in as to my core value and the possibilities of what I can achieve in life. But with that bit of doubt, comes the knowledge that anyone who regards themselves as worthy, despite any setbacks and downfalls, can achieve greatness. Look at these wonderful men who accomplished greatness in…