Usually it was Sarah who serenaded us but I recall when her big sister, Elizabeth, regaled us with odd and sundry versions of "My Grandfather's Clock." There was nothing wrong with the song and I remember belting it out while I was in school choir; on occasion, I still find myself humming its rhythmic melody. There was nothing wrong with having Elizabeth sing it, but the constant repetition drove me crazy. Whether playing Yahtzee, riding with us in the car or while we walked, she sang it...ad nauseum. Read more...
Over the past number of months I made the decision to formally retire from my business activities; having said that, I will retain my company name Words of Worth and will continue writing for a select number of rural weeklies and a monthly agricultural magazine. A weekly inspirational article appearing on this page is also emailed to a number of readers. To be added to this email list, contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org
As so many others know by experience, retiring doesn’t mean quitting and I’ve decided to put my expendable energies into volunteer work as well as promoting the city and area where I live. I’ll begin with what was recently seen in front of my office window.
A Message from Linda Wegner
Situated on the west coast of British Columbia, Powell River is a geographically isolated community with access to Vancouver Island or the Lower Mainland, including Vancouver, only by plane or boat. Yes, our travel options are expensive and somewhat restrictive, but it’s because of that isolation that we have avoided the hectic pace of city life.
Photo courtesy of John Wegner
Our scenery is spectacular and the opportunities for outdoors activities, abundant. Take a look and avoid being jealous, if you can. The photos above are courtesy of Sean Percy, outdoor enthusiast and scuba diver.