My heart wants to dance with the golden daffodils popping up everywhere. It’s as if sunshine is reflecting back to us from the ground, each bloom waving a friendly ‘Hello’ in the southerly breeze. Growing up in central Canada, tulips dominated our spring landscapes, particularly during the month of May. This could have been due... Continue Reading →
“Folding chairs? Seriously Kate?” My friend Jane laughed as she grabbed our seats before heading out onto the deck. “They will suffice for today,” I said closing the sliding door behind me. “The good furniture will come out in May. I just wanted to get out here and breathe in some of this magical spring... Continue Reading →
This is a story that Canadians talk about every spring. It’s a story about kindness, courage and gratitude. It involves one of the many heralds of spring – the beautiful, graceful and colourful tulip. It starts one fateful afternoon in May 1940. Nazi Germany ignores the Netherlands proclamation of neutrality and cross their borders anyway.... Continue Reading →
I was about four or five when I first heard the story of Thumbelina. My mother and I were cuddled together in my ‘big girl’ bed between a set of fresh sheets and a fluffy pink blanket. I felt safe and loved as she held me gently and told me the story she had memorized... Continue Reading →
My world is becoming beautiful with miracles of resurrection and new growth. There are sweet, fresh blossoms popping up everywhere. Red and green leaf buds have formed on tree limbs and are ready to burst open. Daffodils are smiling in the sun, whispering, “It’s Spring!” to everyone who will listen. I feel like a restless... Continue Reading →
The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month. ~ Henry Van Dyke My girlfriend is visiting Ottawa, Canada right now. She’s a hockey grandma for two weeks, looking after her grandchildren, one of whom is playing in... Continue Reading →
Eloquently Kate 