When you’re a Canadian expat living in the United States, you get to celebrate Thanksgiving twice. Canada celebrates on the second Monday in October. In their northern climate, Canadian crops are harvested much earlier in the fall because winter arrives sooner. The Great North’s Thanksgiving roots trace back to 1578 when explorer Martin Frobisher arrived safely on the shores of Newfoundland while looking for the Northwest Passage. It was declared a National Holiday. In the

There’s time for reflection in the fall. Gone are the hurried days of summer with vacation planning, late sunsets, get-togethers with friends, and gorgeous weather that makes reading a book inside seem scandalous. My husband and I have weathered the season with two puppies and somehow, we survived and the house is still standing. Teddy is now eight months and Fletcher is six. We know the next years of youthful exuberance are fleeting and they’ll settle into sedate adulthood

Am I alone in feeling giddy when I see back-to-school supplies in grocery stores? In early fall, I remember all the questions I asked myself as a kid. Will my friends be in my class, how much homework will I have, what will the new teacher be like? Sometimes I pause with my cart as if I’m really going to buy a spiral notebook, a pink eraser, or a geometry set in a metal case– do they even exist anymore? But then I move on with only the smallest twinge of regret. I’m happy

Captain and I will go to our first and last horse show of the season this week at Bravehorse. It’s been a challenging summer with my 30-day stall rest, intense heat, and vacation schedules. However, the entire month of August, I’ve been focused on building stamina. Captain’s been focused on eating grass and staring at the cute, new pony girls that recently joined our barn. Part of me wants to admit the days appear to be getting shorter, the shadows longer, and the sunrise a