Ever since seeing that bouquet I held the dream that I too would have flowers once per week at some point in my life.

I had no idea until today that I am only one year older than our flag as this year it turns 50!

It looked like an explosion of cotton, but as I looked closer I then realized it had to be an ice or frost formation.

My mother’s smell is the last thing I embrace as I take my excited but weary self off to bed. She’s been in the kitchen all night preparing food for the next day

She's been a construction man's wife; owned her own restaurant, lived in highway and logging camps in Northern Manitoba as a new mom, dressed as Santa and helped deliver gifts to Native kids in the north