I used to have to drive two hours to Toronto to feel like I wasn’t making enough money. Now I just have to drive into town. Something has happened over the last three years to transform this place. In … [Read more...]
The Reformation of the Township Dump
In the days of early settlement, towns like mine tried to deal with household waste by passing a bylaw demanding people remove garbage from their properties at least twice a year. The law was … [Read more...]
Taking the Learning Curve Too Fast
For the past two years, everybody has been talking about the invasion of small-town Ontario by refugees from the city. The traffic in town is now just like Toronto; in fact, it is a little bit worse. … [Read more...]
A One-Horse Open Sleigh
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...]
The View From the Top
Last year in this space I wrote about painting my barn. That was a totally unnecessary project and a shameless vanity because barns do not require paint. You only have to drive a mile into the … [Read more...]
