There’s something about train travel that evokes a feeling of nostalgia and romance, especially in winter. I love the image of a lone train wending its way along the tracks as a light snow falls and the whistle sounds…
Which is why I was so intrigued when I heard about the brightly decorated CP Holiday train that’s making its way right across Canada. It began here in Quebec last Wednesday and will end in Coquitlam, B.C., on December 18. It stops in cities and communities across the country along the way.
One person can ideed make a difference in this world
I've probably mentioned this so many times that you're tired of hearing it, but, nevertheless, here I go again: what I like most about my job at Our Canada magazine is that I get to find out about all the incredible things everyday Canadians across the country are up to. I'm frequently amazed, sometimes humbled and, occasionally, inspired by what lands on my desktop. A story that we're working on for the January issue of More of Our Canada actually hit home on all three fronts.
It's only a little more than a month to Christmas. That will have some people squealing with delight, while others are muttering about how it’s too soon and they don’t want to think about it yet. I must confess, for the first time in years, and mostly due to dumb luck rather than any strategic planning on my part, my Christmas shopping is finished—even I’m shocked.
But now I’m itching to put up the tree…my question is this, is November 22 just too early?
Have you ever returned to a sport or hobby after a long hiatus? How did that go? ...
I recently returned to Irish dancing classes at my old school after a 12-year hiatus… Okay, maybe I did indulge in visions of myself immediately jumping across the floor with ease, my toes beautifully pointed and my legs straight and long while miraculously remembering all my steps from eons ago. The reality of lost flexibility, jumping stamina and memory, however, has been a bit harder to cope with than I thought.
Space-probe Rosetta hits the mark, with a little help from Canada
If you haven't heard about the recent exploits of Rosetta and its landing craft, Philae, you must be living on another planet. In a mission spanning more than a decade, the European Space Agency designed, built and deployed the unmanned Rosetta space probe to track down and land on a speeding comet affectionately known as 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko.
November can be kind of a dismal month: It gets dark by, like, noon; the weather turns rainy—or worse, snowy—and cold, and there’s not much going on. I read someone refer to it as the “middle child month” wedged between Halloween and Christmas. I find myself feeling kind of restless and a little bored at this time of year, spending more time indoors slumped in front of the TV. What cheers me up is having something fun or productive to do in my downtime. The following are some ideas of activities you can do when you’re feeling…blah.
Tributes to fallen brothers-in-arms come in a variety of forms
On Remembrance Day this year, in addition to the veterans who served our country in the past, many Canadians are paying tribute to our most-recent fallen soldiers: Warrant Officer Patrice Vincent who was killed in a terrorist vehicular attack in St. Jean Sur Richelieu, Que., and Cpl. Nathan Cirillo, who was gunned down while standing voluntary guard duty at Canada's National War Memorial in Ottawa. For some, the tribute comes in the form of a placing a wreath or flowers or simply pausing for a moment of reflection on November 11th.
OC editor Gary says his first hockey tournament of the year was a winner, even though his team didn't win a game
Well, it's official: the hockey tournament season is under way and I'm happy to report that I survived playing two tournament games and my regular Saturday nighter all within a 24-hour period. The fact we ended up in the 30-Plus category at last week's Greenfield Park Oldtimers Tournament, instead of the 50 Plus where we truly belonged but which was booked solid, is a testament to the popularity of this local tournament on Montreal's south shore.
Back when I was a wee one, around 1970, Halloween was one of the most exciting nights of the year—second only to Christmas Eve. First, there was the thrill of decorating the windows and doors with cardboard cutouts of witches and ghosts; then watching my dad carve the jack o’ lantern (make it scary-looking, Dad!) and finally, pulling our costumes from the cardboard boxes they came in from Woolworth’s, to head out trick-or-treating.