Kenwood the crow

We found a crow around the corner from where we live. Actually, Piper found it. We were walking and she spotted it, and put on all the stops as she is wont to do occasionally. I turned to look at what was holding her up (it's usually an irresistible scent of some kind) but it was a black lump in … Continue reading →

The secret’s in the sauce. The spaghetti sauce that is.

Let's get something out of the way here. Mark doesn't like my tomato sauce. He really only likes his mom's spaghetti sauce recipe. And I get that: (a) the man doesn't really even like tomatoes and (b) it his mom's recipe (admittedly) is a really good one with lots of meat. But I like making my … Continue reading →

An uphill battle, waged and won

Mark knows me well. For my 39th birthday he suggested we bring the family on The Hardest Hike Ever. Although that's not how he presented it. He introduced the idea in a much gentler fashion: "Do you remember the hike we went on in the Gatineaus, the one with the waterfall?" DO I REMEMBER??! … Continue reading →

A trip to Sandbanks Provincial Park

I don't know about you, but this is the time of year we start looking around for some big ways to cap off the summer. I figure it's good to go out on a high note, kind of like a salute to summer. One of the things we did last week was take a day trip to the beach at Sandbanks Provincial … Continue reading →

I caved! (A bit about Bonnechere Caves in Eganville and what we saw there)

I have a backlog of things to tell you, but first I want to write about a recent trip we took out to the Bonnechere Caves outside of Renfrew. It was on our List of Things to Do This Summer, and since we were looking for something unique to do on a Sunday (the last day of Mark's holidays) we … Continue reading →

a peek inside the fishbowl

. . . where content is king, er, queen

Kenwood the crow

The secret’s in the sauce. The spaghetti sauce that is.

An uphill battle, waged and won

A trip to Sandbanks Provincial Park

I caved! (A bit about Bonnechere Caves in Eganville and what we saw there)