Ukrainian Rooster Cafe

Hidden away on a quiet street, in the small town of Alliston, Ontario, lays a quaint little Cafe called the Ukrainian Rooster Cafe.

With it’s grand opening less than one month ago, this Cafe features Ukrainian and European cuisine, making it the perfect spot to lunch with a couple of good friends.

Salmon pie, salad vinaigrette, cake napoleon

Our hostess explained the menu, then served her food on dishes that held as true to her country as the accent in which she spoke.

The rooster, a part of the cafés name, as well as a large part of the decor, is a symbol of Ukrainian resilience. The Ukrainian rooster became a global symbol of Ukrainian resilience after surviving a bombing in Borodyanka. It represents hope, strength, and defiance against invasion.

A wonderful little Cafe for good food, good company and good coffee……

Memories of Fall

Slip Sliding Away

Slip Sliding Away

Lyrics by Paul Simon

Slip slidin’ away,

Slip slidin’ away.

You know the nearer your destination

The more you’re slip slidin’ away.

Working hard to stay….

The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

On the 50th anniversary of the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald, on Lake Superior.

The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot

A song as powerful now as when it was written 50 years ago.

Thank you Gordon Lightfoot!

Last Blast

Using muscles to make water flow. Water that now flows from a faucet….

Last Blast at the Simcoe County Museum, where the past meets the present.

Back in the days when kids walked back and forth to school, uphill both ways. They walked through rain and snow, sleet and bright sunshine.

I think I can, I think I can, chugged the little engine that could.

I love the smell of fresh sawn lumber.

Vintage machinery, once shiny and new, built the roads we now travel through.

A wonderful mode of transportation.

Is it a violin, or is it a fiddle?

One way or another I will get there. I will get there.

I will get to the Last Blast at the Simcoe County Museum in 2026!

Fall, Leaves, Falls,

Fall, Leaves, Fall. by Emily Bronte

Fall, leaves, fall;

die, flowers, away;

lengthen the night and shorten the day;

Every leaf speaks bliss to me

Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow

Blossoms where the rose should grow;

I shall sing when night’s decay

Ushers in a drearier day.

Saints, Sinners, Lovers, and Fools.

Art speaks where words can not.

Masterpiece after Masterpiece, from the part of the world where my ancestors come from.

In the beginning, in a beautiful garden.

Religion in art. Art speaks the way words can not.

Religion. It is still important in today’s world.

My daughter and I. The most beautiful piece of the exhibit!

Noises

Combine into the sounds of the miracle, which is the MRI machine

Parkinson Canada SuperWalk

Sunnidale Park was the location of Barrie’s, 2025, SuperWalk to raise funds to help find a cure for Parkinson’s Disease.

The event raised over $33,000 to help ensure that a full and active life is possible for the 110,000 plus Canadians living with this disease.

Starting at the Dorian Parker Centre, approximately 100 participants walked the Middle Loop Trail in Sunnidale Park.

My first walk-a-thon since high school will hopefully become a yearly event.

Accidental Gardens

The colours of summer’s end…….