Lang May Yer Lum Reek
We have a wood-burning stove, two fat lazy chairs, and some leftover eggnog; it should be a great evening.
Hopeless Infatuation
I bought a CD, which began a love affair that has not faded.
Forgotten Island Wine
Thomas Jefferson toasted the signing of The Declaration of Independence with a glass of Madeira wine.
Brass Monkey
It turns out, the phrase has nothing to do with monkey junk.
Lights Out
“After the concert, Santa Claus may, or may not, make an appearance. If he does, he often smells like whiskey.”
Calling The Shots
“The teller recovered”, Hogan said, “but we had to get rid of the guns”.
Room 873
Darkness comes early in the shade of the Rocky Mountains. As gloom ascended, the mood of the Banff Springs Hotel darkened with it.
Why? In Three Languages
An internment camp established at the foot of Castle Mountain near Banff housed 660 enemy aliens.
Dream Day
Doing good deeds for lost children is not the usual stuff of dreams.
A Tank of Fuel
Albert Allsop never carried a gun during WWII, but that doesn’t mean his life wasn’t in constant danger.