EssayJuly 19, 2017<July 17, 2017 A place to go by Heidi Fettig Parton “And in my mind I still need a place to go.” Neil Young I walked down a dirt road near my home today, a…
EssayDecember 16, 2015<December 15, 2015 Secondhand sainthood and the gift of losing it all by Raechelle Kennedy I have spent most of my life choosing to live cheaply. I make things. I grow things. But my greatest skill is finding things….
EssayNovember 18, 2015<December 7, 2015 By the shores of Pigeon Lake by Henry Bakker The rhythm of farm life is shaped by the passage of the seasons. In the Kawartha Lakes region of Ontario where I live, maple…
EssayNovember 4, 2015<November 10, 2015 Gathering clouds by Kathryn T. Jones For several years, my 90-year-old mother has dreaded the approach of winter. She lives in wool sweaters, pockets stuffed with tissues. She wraps in…
EditorialNovember 2, 2015<February 15, 2016 A time to grieve by Kirstin Vander Giessen-Reitsma At the first signs of decline, I saw the illusion I’d buried in the depths of my subconscious float to the surface: I had…