An Apple a Day: Friday Fictioneers
Everyday at school Rachel uncovered the dreaded apple packed neatly at the bottom of her brown paper lunch bag. Everyday, mom’s fruit of choice was an apple. “How boring,” Rachel thought as she tucked yet another apple into the bottom of her locker. Everyday Rachel lied to mom when asked if the apple was eaten. But today, today was a special day. “We have enough.” Hannah squealed, as the best friends counted the apples and placed them into their backpacks. The scent of warm, freshly baked pie wafted through the house as the girls gleefully sang Happy Birthday to mom. … Continue reading An Apple a Day: Friday Fictioneers
Uli’s Stairs a Handmade Dream
I don’t know Uli. I’ve never met him, though I wish I could. I have walked his stairs down the Niagara Escarpment in Hamilton, and his story fascinates me. There are plenty of stories surrounding Uli’s stairs. His name, Ulrich … Continue reading Uli’s Stairs a Handmade Dream
Villa Bacchus Winery: Italy in Niagara
Perbacco what a place! And what wines! Villa Bacchus is a boutique small lot winery and Bed and Breakfast on the Niagara Escarpment in Beamsville wine country. Aptly named after the Roman God of wine and grapes, this place is … Continue reading Villa Bacchus Winery: Italy in Niagara
Where’s the Floor: Friday Fictioneers
The taxi made its way up the dirt road, dust spewing into the air, squirrels darting away from the tires that bumped over mounds of uncut vegetation. As it came to a jerking stop Ursula jumped out into the summer sun, arms stretched towards the sky and squealed, “We’re here! It’s ours! Bags forgotten she flung open the creaky gate and rushed towards the front door. The key jammed and stuttered, but finally the knob turned releasing the door from its hinges into the house, down into a gaping hole. There was no floor. Houses aren’t something you buy online. … Continue reading Where’s the Floor: Friday Fictioneers
Calamus Estate Winery: Wine with the Stars
During these times of lockdowns, social distancing and staying six feet away from other people we are in search of ways to socialize while remaining safe and responsible. A great way to accomplish this is to spend time at a … Continue reading Calamus Estate Winery: Wine with the Stars
Dolphin Escapes Marineland: Friday Fictioneers
Misty looked out at the early morning fog. The lake moved in tones of grey and blue, undulant, rolling, reciprocating the peace she sought. The cozy blanket soft around her shoulders. Hands wrapped around the warm ceramic of her coffee … Continue reading Dolphin Escapes Marineland: Friday Fictioneers
The Wine and Cellars at Villa Le Corti
It was a beautiful sunny Tuscan day, the kind you dream about, or read about in books. Our driver wound his way along the Via Raccordo Autostradale on our way to Villa Le Corti in San Casciano in Val di … Continue reading The Wine and Cellars at Villa Le Corti
What’s the Hurry in St. Kitts: Friday Fictioneers
He raced around the island, stopping at every tourist attraction. The view from Timothy Hill was fantastic, parting the Atlantic and the Caribbean. The time spent at Wingfield Estates was well worth it, but the speedy drive around the road … Continue reading What’s the Hurry in St. Kitts: Friday Fictioneers
Old Fort Erie Niagara Ontario
On the Canadian shores of the magnificent Niagara River, which connects Lake Erie and Lake Ontario, stands an old fort that has a long history of protection and preservation. This is Old Fort Erie, sometimes referred to for student education … Continue reading Old Fort Erie Niagara Ontario
No More Pillow Talk: Flash Fiction
She stood at the kitchen window pensive and disconnected. The sink full of dishes had been waiting all night. Her wrinkled hands picking up a dish absent-mindedly as she gazed into her neighbour’s kitchen. The early morning sunlit rays highlighted the dust floating in the air. She followed the beam with her eyes. It landed on his grey balding head. She missed his visits. He turned and waved knowing she was there, she shot back to life. Gone are the days of hugs and handshaking she thought. No more pillow talk, we’ll just have to talk through the fence again. … Continue reading No More Pillow Talk: Flash Fiction
