BY MADONNA HAMEL I took my usual walk along the Frenchman the other morning. The night before three large beavers slid from the grassy banks… Read More »
BY MADONNA HAMEL In Medicine Hat I sleep in the room with the pryamid-shaped turret, the bedroom that is still my nephew's when he comes… Read More »
BY MADONNA HAMEL I muscle my way through the front door of the Community Centre with sacks of pancake mix, blueberries, bananas and a stack… Read More »
BY MADONNA HAMEL For myriad reasons, many of which may not even be known to me on the day I die, I did not have… Read More »
BY MADONNA HAMEL “So, what's new?” asks Ervin, as we settle into our seats at the Val Marie hotel and order won-ton. “Well, I'm going… Read More »
BY MADONNA HAMEL It turns out we have a whole month to add our stories alongside the popular stories “the men who made this country”.… Read More »
BY MADONNA HAMEL “It was Napoleon who had such a passion for chickens that he kept his chefs working around the clock.” “The most influential… Read More »