Another in the series: Stories from Somewhere, by Ken Gray “I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in him”—Stuart Townend Walking downhill towards the church on a crisp autumn evening, the retreating western sun infusing fluffy clouds with shades of orange and yellow, I see the lights on in the church. Did I... Continue Reading →
Love is blind? Or is it blue? —Anonymous proverb I want to make a good impression; to get our first date right. We had met in other ways — by happenstance, at church events, at choir practice, and at community meetings. I had noticed Ronni from a distance. She’s attractive, and I sensed interesting. I... Continue Reading →
Another story in the series Stories from Somewhere, by me, Ken Gray Case #1993-642 The blaring ghetto blaster is getting on Janet’s nerves. Joni Mitchell, whose music is a favourite around the police station, seems to be playing on an endless loop. Detachment Sergeant, Duncan Jaimeson, loves his 60s and 70s folk tunes – Joan... Continue Reading →
Chapter ten in the series Stories from Somewhere, by me, Ken Gray “Mayday*Mayday*Mayday.” My shouted distress call must have looked silly. There I was, standing in a wobbly west coast dory, shouting into a bank of dense fog that had quickly appeared out of nowhere, covering us in our little skiff. Close to the shore... Continue Reading →
More original fiction from your humble scribe “I know we’re not all here yet, but let’s start anyway,” Gladys announced. “The others will arrive soon, I hope.” Awkwardly spaced between uncomfortable pews, we gathered upstairs in the church sanctuary, an uncomfortable though convenient rehearsal space, huddled around the one-manual, four-stop pipe organ donated by someone,... Continue Reading →
OR: What do you call a nut with a cold? Answer below Image by Sergio Huainigg from Pixabay In a recent blog post concerning blog layout techniques, my blogger friend Norma advised me: “If you find you have several posts on different aspects of a topic, get those posts noticed again by creating a “sneeze... Continue Reading →
Art and Shirley Rutter are Edmonton bound They have lived, worked, and played in our little town of Summerland for forty-eight years. Let me repeat that number—forty-eight years! That’s a long time to live in one place, in any place. Such stability is rare in our fast-paced and increasingly mobile society. If still waters run... Continue Reading →
It is hard to believe, but as of yesterday we have now lived in Summerland (for a second time) for a full year. I tried to publish this blog yesterday, but we were simply too busy—hence the odd blog title. Oen year and counting, it is hard to believe how rich our lives are here.... Continue Reading →
Administrator Brandi McLauchlan recently addressed Summerland Town Council on behalf of NeighbourLink Summerland. (Scroll down for a list of coming events.) NeighbourLink began our humble operations in Summerland in 2003 – that means it’s our 20th anniversary this year! We are thankful to be one of the organizations that has invested in the health of... Continue Reading →
Like many things in my life, learning to ride a bicycle took me a long time—I am a lifelong if sometimes slow learner. My father tried to teach me on the back lawn of our home in Victoria. He had just bought me a lovely green one-speed CCM, complete with two tires, one backpedal brake,... Continue Reading →
Take Note - Reflections on life, music, politics, retirement and more by Ken Gray 