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We can finally allow ourselves to dream of Spring. With the last day of March, finally night-time temperatures, while still edging below th...

There was a time when we delighted in setting out suet balls encrusted with seed for the winter birds, and seeds and peanuts for the chipmun...

Our granddaughter, on her way to fifteen years of age, mirrors the age her grandparents were when we first met. We represented the first wa...

Poor little thing, he's disconsolate, dejected, feeling oh so-hard-done-by. He lives for his creature comforts. To eat, to snuggle, to...

Living in Toronto, in Atlanta, in Tokyo, there was never any lack of opportunities to browse about, looking at 19 th -Century art and antiqu...

She has an orderly mind, that is abundantly clear. Quite unlike that of her grandmother; cluttered - and of course that is somewhat explica...

Our small backyard represents a true micro-climate. It is particularly evident, not necessarily throughout the winter months, but as spring...