Snowy Red Roses

Last year over the  hot summers in order to cool of a little we decided to head to Niagara Falls. Niagara falls is seemingly breath taking and magnificent. While the sun shines hot and fiery the gentle veils of mist arising from the falls cools you down and on a clear day you might even get a glimpse of a marvellous rainbow. Niagara is home to three waterfalls the largest of which is the Canadian horseshoe falls and is the largest source of hydro electricity and fresh water for Canada. The Niagara falls has travelled down stream over thousands of years and it is said that the falls has moved back 7.1 miles over the years. The surreal blue waters of the Niagara have not been too hospitable to mankind baring the Maid of the Mist tour which is the only boating tour in the sparkling blue waters of the Niagara Falls. I have been blessed to visit the falls four times over with renewed vigour and gusto because there is always something new and unique to do in Niagara. So last year my hus

With summer touching the shores of Canada, the Northern polar hemisphere awakes from its slumber to take advantage of the beautiful warm weather. At this time of the year people walk a lot coupled together with biking and scooter rides thanks to the city tying up with an Los Angeles based company to promote an active city. Waterloo is a beautiful city filled with breath taking trailways, little rivulets and brooks that trickle their way through the city from their mother source The Laurel Creek which feeds the conservation centre and Waterloo's biggest summer attraction around the year. My husband and I both share a love of long walks amidst nature as your heart and mind are the calmest when you are one with Nature. We have taken many walks around our little city together and seem to have taken a love for all the little corners far from the madding crowd of Waterloo Public Square                                  The other day I chose to take my husband to the wonderful Waterl

A place is known by its history, its culture and its art and we as humans must learn to appreciate it. When I came to India one year later I chanced upon this hidden jewel in the Heart of Mumbai The Prince Of Wales Museum. It was built to commerate the visit of King Edward VIII. The facade of the museum on entering reminded me of a castle in Baghdad in ancient times. The Prince of Wales Museum is one of many stately buildings and structures left behind in the Kala Ghoda Area which has numerous remnants of an era gone by. The area itself which is quite a popular art district filled with art galleries and museums in modern Mumbai is named after and equestrian horse which was once ridden by king George V the then Prince of Wales. What interested me was the intricate architecture of these buildings which stood firm and tall even in the cruel hands of time.                                     The Prince of Wales museum exhibits an Indo-Saracenic style of architectu

When your lost in the midst of life trying to eke out a living for yourself and face the hard blows of life and you meet the one you instantly know he's the one. He's the one you can talk to for hours about all the topics in the world. He's the one who gets your drift and can hold on to it. He's the one who encourages you to become better at whatever you do. He's the one who finds happiness in your hopes and dreams. He's the one who becomes part of your crazy world and it feels like you've known him all your life. He's the one who's kiss makes you feel all warm and fuzzy in your heart. He's the one who bears his heart out to you and has nothing to conceal. He's the one who makes the time to know you and be part of your happiness.                He's the one who genuinely cares enough to travel across the world to meet you. He's the one who is both a friend and a lover. He's the one who makes you smile even when he isn

The weather this spring  was not as pleasant as in past years but it was filled with surprises and adventure. Mum called in early April announcing that she was due to arrive around Mother's Day in Canada. I was left with all the planning and preparation ahead of her arrival. I thought visiting Ottawa and Montreal would be a great idea but what I did not know was I would visit four beautiful cities in the transition to summer. Mum arrived in early May when the flowers were beginning to bloom and bright yellow dandelion dotted lawns freshly rejuvenated by the spring showers. The following weekend my Uncle arrived in a Hyundai Tucson after a strenuous drive from Buffalo. I believe the Drive into Canada is an experience everyone should have the scenery is breath taking. I for one did cross the rainbow bridge last year and the view of the two frothy white falls surrounded by misty white puffs of shale and limestone were breath taking even thou the the golden sun choose to slumber l