I hobbled out this morning to the forested bit we have in the back of our yard to see if my ramps survived. For those who are unfamiliar with ramps, they are Allium tricoccum. Ramps are a species of wild onion, sometimes called wild leeks.… Read More
I don’t know where or how but I’ve misplaced my Algoma Central Railway engineer’s cap. How could I do such a thing? With my banged up ankle I hardly go anywhere. Maybe on one of the few occasions I’ve been out and about I left… Read More
My parents…
I love Dave Hum’s treatment of this chestnut…he was a magical banjo player It’s a nice one for button accordion too…Lester Bailey And finally, an old time fiddle and clawhammer treatment, featuring Travis Brink and Dean Barber, under a bridge in Plano Texas.
I’ve been posting some old family photos lately. Earlier this week I was looking through an old album and a few pictures caught my attention, so I scanned them and thought I’d share them here. I recall this spot well. I must have been in… Read More
Each time I go out for physiotherapy, more has burst to life in the garden. I haven’t been able to get out there to work the garden at all this spring with my messed up ankle, but Tuffy P has been doing a great job… Read More
Words are not necessary….
….where good things happen.
My father was a working man. That’s how I remember him at least. He had a business he built from the ground up, called Alumacraft. They made aluminum windows in the era of the storm window. I remember the long hours he and my mom… Read More
I came across this old photo looking through some albums we have tucked away in a cupboard. That’s me there. Curiously, I remember this like it was yesterday. I mean I remember a short period of time in which I was on this beach and… Read More
27th Street 