The Canadian Chronicles

I wrote this post a long time ago and never published it.  I reread it last night while I watched our dog, Sadie, try to figure out what to ...

I know...it's 60 minutes!  But why is it that some hours fly and others creep?  Our perception of time passing is skewed by the events t...

It is the eve of my departure from one of the more memorable summers in my life. Well, at least now I remember it. I have cleaned the bathro...

First... a "moment". TJ and I headed north on July 2, a Friday afternoon amidst torrential rain. The Houston airport was packed an...

Crepe Myrtle in our front yard One of the good things about summer in the south is crepe myrtles. These trees wait to b...

Today after running a few errands I came home and let Sadie out into the backyard. As I was talking on the phone I heard her outside just c...