Don’t Trust Spell Check! Here’s Why…

Don’t Trust Spell Check! Here’s Why…

Spell Check has been messing with my mind lately and I am practically scowling in annoyance. I learned today that the word “when” should be spelled “wen.” “Work” should be spelled “wok.” And, believe it or not, after decades as a writer, I blooped and wrote that “proper nutrition makes us stronger” instead of what Spell Check assured me should be “stringer!” Thank you, Spell Check, for setting...

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Fearless Adventures in Blueberry Picking

Fearless Adventures in Blueberry Picking

I reached my fingers down into the dry green foliage and rummaged around until I saw the collection of dusky blue berries I had been commissioned to collect. They were small and a little bit hard, not like the plump, perfect berries we could buy in the stores. These were wild blueberries, with a sharp, tangy flavor, and they hid on thousands of little bushes in the scrubby patch of land behind...

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My Bookshelf is a Mess and It’s Important Because…

My Bookshelf is a Mess and It’s Important Because…

Disorganization really bothers me and when I look at the bookcases in my living room I practically shiver with annoyance. Over the years, left to themselves too much, no doubt, the books on those shelves seem to have descended into the anarchy that points to the overwhelm of their owner’s busy life. For example, one entire shelf of one of those bookcases is taken up with books about language,...

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Perspectives on How to Edit a Business Video: It’s Not for Sissies!

Perspectives on How to Edit a Business Video: It’s Not for Sissies!

The sun hit the tawny, dry grass of the field in the early-October way the sun always shines in Ontario in the fall. The sky sparkled in that startling blue colour that bursts above us when the clouds are absent for the day. And my Grade 8 class was bustling with the nervous excitement of filming our first feature-length film. It was about a community of Canada’s First Nations people, and I...

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The Nightmare Delights of French Cuisine

The Nightmare Delights of French Cuisine

I stared at the raw egg sitting on top of my pizza and wondered how I could possibly get out of eating it. It was a gentle October day and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. People at the tables around me were chatting, smoking, laughing and reading. Some of them were enthusiastically consuming the raw eggs on the pizzas they themselves had ordered. Although I was perched daintily at a table in a...

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Of China and Cheese

Of China and Cheese

I stood with my face pressed up against the glass cabinet that protected the delicate china within. My eyes greedily absorbed every detail and my hands yearned to hold every piece. If you’ve ever clapped eyes on any Limoges china, you can imagine how thunderstruck I was to be in an entire museum devoted to it. But there I was, in the  Adrien Dubouché National Museum in Limoges, France, and I was...

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