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She dangled from the eavestrough of the barn, upside down and balled up, completely content in a matrix of invisible thread. She was about the size of a toonie.聽

Back at it

We鈥檙e back at it: the routine that September brings. Full calendars. Coordinated schedules. Structured time. Registration fees. The never-ending saga of the question that has no easy answer: 鈥渨hat do you want for dinner?鈥

Butter

Corn on the cob is about as genuine an end-of-summer tradition as any end-of-summer tradition gets and I am here for it. But it鈥檚 not because of the corn so much as it is the butter. It鈥檚 all about the butter.聽