When Debbie Scott’s husband asked her if she wanted to buy a farm, her answer was a vehement, “No Way!” She'd grown up on a dairy farm and her grandparents operated the berry farm on the neighbouring street. She'd wanted a different life and to make her point, she avoided visiting her in-laws for the... Continue Reading →
Humble Pie
The front door bell chimed. Mrs. B smiled as she recognized the young man entering her shop. “Hi Jason, what brings you here today? I have freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. Your favorite.” “I know. I could smell them all the way down the street. But no, I need a pie today.” “What kind of... Continue Reading →