My great-uncle Bob was the first member of our family to leave the rat race and seek the simple life on a hundred-acre hill farm north of the city. In the 1930s, he found a secluded property that … [Read more...]
Larkspur Farm
For the past 30 years I’ve made a living writing about rural Canada, which is a bit odd considering I am an immigrant to this patch of ground I call home. I’m an American immigrant for my sins. I am … [Read more...]
