ancestral roofs

No less a worthy than Albert Camus (whom I admit to not having read since a French lit course at Carleton in the 1960's) is report...

Madoc I've begun researching old stores, those general stores from the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries that stocked socks a...

These are two places I would like to be today. Such a contrast to the motionless, sepia-toned frozen field outside my study window, the ...

I have just purchased Eric Arthur's wonderful book The Barn (1972), so of course, I am thinking lots about barns. And this being th...

It's a damn shame, but it looks like the great old 1915 school in Brighton will be demolished soon. It's great to see the kids and t...

I love farms in towns...farms that have stood far longer than the towns or villages which now surround them. They are islands in time, gentl...

My most literate friend Brenda and I spent a golden October day along the Bay of Quinte shores. During our walk - and over the welcome tea a...