Author: Mary Daniel

In August, I signed up for a third and final course at the local college, which would complement two others I'd taken from the same instructor. The course, to run two weekends in October, if ever even offered again, would … Read more

On a recent trip to the north-eastern part of our province of British Columbia, Canada, the farther north we travelled, the more I was saddened to see what seemed to be a high number of fatal accident memorials beside the … Read more

On a recent road trip into snow-filled country, I was somewhat distressed when I saw a little donkey hunkered down in the snow beside a big bale of hay. How cold and cruel it seemed that the little donkey be … Read more

Not being what I would consider "computer literate", I limit myself not only as to how much I know about what my computer can do, but also as to how much I can do with the programs I have. For … Read more

I love to see the dew drops glisten as they cling to the bare branches of my birch tree. Love the way the water whooshes up around the wheels of a car driving in the rain. Love to walk out … Read more

Upon telling a friend that when our kids were young, they each saved a Christmas gift to keep for opening on Ukrainian Christmas (January 7th), to honour their grandmother's heritage, she asked, "Who chose which gift would be kept, you, … Read more

One day years ago, when we went to church, we were given a round circle with the words "To It" written on it. The minister explained that so many people really have good intentions, but they say they'll do something … Read more

Snow has always come as a gift to me. When I was little, we made snow forts and snow balls. We flopped back into the snow, moving our arms from our heads to our sides, and our legs together and … Read more

My dog and I walk the same route every day, and yet, to watch her, you would think it to be completely new territory for her, and maybe it is. She steps out into the clear, fresh air, looks eagerly … Read more

"Let us run with patience" — it seems to be an oxymoron, for me at least, for I tend to be always thinking ahead. I constantly have to remind myself to appreciate the moment, for it is such a fleeting … Read more