There Be Hills

I am 53 years old and do not have a driver’s license. I also treasure my independence. I realize that seems like a contradiction. Learning to drive my Dad’s huge Ford caused undo anguish — probably for both of us — when I was 16, and at that time I thought...

Hummer TV

I had seen hummingbird feeders hanging from trees and porch roofs in the Powell River Cranberry neighbourhood and thought what cute yard decorations they made. But it was during a cold snap in early January I actually caught a glimpse of the high speed creature...

The Art Of Mail

Email, Twitter, Facebook – this is how we communicate today. The quantity of regular mail continues to decline, causing Canada Post to review the big picture. Since Confederation in 1867, citizens have been receiving mail delivery to their residences via the...

A Classic Film At The Patricia, Powell River

On the rare occasion when my husband Ernie has had a rough night, either from a legitimate flu or from, dare I say, celebrating life with just a bit too much enthusiasm, he prefers to spend an afternoon on the couch watching old movies. His repetoire consists of a...

Hockey Road Trip To The Powell River Kings

As  I approach my 16th Wedding Anniversary the end of this week, I find myself reflecting on the things that my husband and I enjoy together:  our pets, delicious meals and wine, our entwined careers, and hockey. Yes, hockey. I know that may sound odd coming from a...