In Every Issue

I was hoeing the garden when Dillinger suddenly came around the henhouse, trotting along like he was on his way to the bank. He was sunburned and covered with dirt.

Our own highly selective “picks” of just some of the things that make life such a distinctive pleasure here in the hills.

It is fair to say their discovery of a woman in the neighbourhood who traps raccoons, fixes floods, cleans the house and ploughs the driveway was also a revelation in its own way.

In the days before 
modern firefighting, 
nothing frightened 
a small community 
– or pulled it together 
more powerfully – 
than a major blaze. 
The 1947 Palgrave fire 
was one such case.

I cracked the gun open and the empty shot popped out of the barrel in a small cloud of smoke.

“Don’t tell Dad! Don’t tell Bethany! Stop telling everybody in this world!”

A Pentagram at the Alton Fair, from the Orangeville sidewalk and a who’s who at the Erin bank.

With this issue we go urban – or as urban as it gets in our small towns and villages.

Preparing duck confit is not difficult, but it is time consuming and requires patience, technique and even love.

One of the biggest challenges facing the local food movement is distribution – or how to best get produce from the fields and farms to area restaurants and home kitchens.

What it is that makes this place we call home so dear to us?

Julia’s giddy and gorgeous paintings are both gracious and whimsical – the kind of images that make you want to smile, even laugh, with delight.