Life is… A Tub Full of Stale Meat
I’ll spare you an image for this post. Back to work…. It is the Tuesday after a long weekend. Work …
I’ll spare you an image for this post. Back to work…. It is the Tuesday after a long weekend. Work …
Spent the afternoon at the Canmore Folk Festival. Cloud clusters skimmed the peaks of the majestic Rockies and danced across …
Byron, from England, entertains the crowd. Poor Soul hasn’t found the Cafe yet You’ll have to bear with me on …
I fell into conversation yesterday with an elderly man who lives in an old age home across the street. He …
Take a deep breath. Feel the life giving oxygen fill your lungs. Hold it in and follow it as it …
There, in my last post, ‘Life: The Great Passing Through’, I went and did it. I outed the G-word, at …
Look around you. Or better yet follow me outside and let us take a look around together. Outside my back …
The back room at the Cafe is where I get my best work done. Now that I have a family …
“I am going to sing for you, a little off key perhaps, but I am going to …
It’s already late into the evening for me, so I won’t go too far into this whole Cafe business. If …