kids in the hills

Lightwire brings a classic tale to life in an unforgettable theatrical experience. With dazzling visuals, poignant choreography and the creative use of music, this production brings the story of the…

In this original slapstick comedy, Paddington goes next door to borrow a cup of sugar from his neighbor Mr. Curry, who is in a panic because he’s expecting a visit…

This program runs concurrent with the Adult Bereavement Support Group, and is open to children who have experienced the death of a family member or friend. Fun, hands-on art activities…

This program runs concurrent with the Adult Bereavement Support Group, and is open to children who have experienced the death of a family member or friend. Fun, hands-on art activities…

This program runs concurrent with the Adult Bereavement Support Group, and is open to children who have experienced the death of a family member or friend. Fun, hands-on art activities…

This program runs concurrent with the Adult Bereavement Support Group, and is open to children who have experienced the death of a family member or friend. Fun, hands-on art activities…

This program runs concurrent with the Adult Bereavement Support Group, and is open to children who have experienced the death of a family member or friend. Fun, hands-on art activities…

It’s true that winter and I were once friends, a long time ago. But then, somehow, we drifted apart…

For a number of years, I donned my corporate attire, got in my car in the dark, slipped a thermal carafe of coffee into the holder, and headed south to the city for work. I didn’t mind the commute, I told myself. In fact I enjoyed it. It was time to think. Time alone. Time to decompress. Then along came baby.

My son learned more first-hand than I could have imagined about plants and animals. His garden creation was inspected daily and watered with care. “It’s magic!” he exclaimed.

Babies arrive trailing clouds of happy expectations. But often those first few months can be anything but a joyful experience. Fortunately, this region is rich in programs to help mothers cope.

As I headed to the hills every weekend for rest, relaxation and Sunday hikes, it finally occurred to me – these hills are my home. I realized it was time to head back upstream.