Feature Articles
The train stops here: Washago is still a place where passenger-rail adventures begin.
by Andrew ElliottSeveral years ago, I had the opportunity to travel on Via Rail's transcontinental train from Toronto to Vancouver, and all of the stations along the route, there was one that carried with it some mystery: Washago. On my trip, there was a heightened sense of adventure because a couple of American passengers had missed our train at Union Station, and a rumour had spread through our coaches that more ...
United in Atherley: As Atherley United celebrates its 115th anniversary, a congregation member takes a look back at the history of the church.
By Beverley Baker, Community Correspondent
They worked hard all that summer of 1895. We can picture farmers hurrying away after morning milk, to work for a few hours as they waited for the hay to be dry enough to cut; businessmen might have a quick supper in order to work through the long hours of early dusk, all working cheerfully under the direction of a architect and the stone mason. Labouring with the unsophisticated tools of the day, they were building more...
This bud's for you: Garlic dominates the garden of prolific preservers Rob Manes and Cathy Errington
By Donna WoodI have a childhood memory so vivid that every detail is beautifully etched in my mind. I am three, dressed in a hand-stitched, smocked white dress, and covered from tip to toe in thick, dark-smelling mud. I had found a puddle, stirred in some dirt and made mud pies for an hour or so. I had been in ecstasy. I have never again been so down and dirty with Mother Earth, yet the wonderful, euphoric feeling that I shared with that puddle has never left me. While some of us are content with childhood memories of mud puddles, there are others who never lose the joy of more...