The Case for Civility
I was born on a tree-lined street in north Toronto, the middle child of two artists who were free-thinking, socialist, pacifist, Volkswagen-driving tree-huggers.
Signs the Bubble May Burst
This week a man drove in and offered to sell me a large aerial photo of my farm.
Science Projects
True confessions from the 9th Concession
Grounding Exercises
The turmoil south of the border has morphed into a freeway chase that just won’t stop.
Dr. Purvis’s 12 Steps to Getting Horse-Free
I just came back from a horse-riding adventure in the Rockies with my brother-in-law.
