Lions at the Door
This majestic bronze, with his curly mane and world-weary face, has seen it all. He has been guarding the door at the Chateau Versailles Hotel for as ...
My Beloved
No one seems to see me or show me any respect. I’ve stood here for over 30 years beautifying my little corner of Montreal, and you’d think I would...
My True Image
If you ask me, everything is getting too complex now-a-days. It’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s fake; and it just makes me so mad. Back in...
Motor Scooters in Bali
I love South East Asia, especially Bali; people are so resourceful. In Canada you would never see a family of four, happily going somewhere on a motor...
Frog on the Terrace
“You may not know it, but I have a very important function here at this guesthouse.” He croaked in a rumbling voice. It was my first day at the Kr...