One of A Kind Show, Direct Energy Centre, Toronto

FAIR NOVEMBER ARTS & CRAFT SHOW AT UNIVERSITY OF GUELPH

ART & SCULPTURE AT THE DISTILLERY HISTORIC DISTRICT, TORONTO

The CN Tower

(View from the Parliament Street, Distillery Historic District)

12 FLAVOURS FOR TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS

CHRISTMAS AT EDNA'S PICKLES

Twelve Flavours of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas

My true love gave to me

An Eggplant in a pear tree

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On the second day of Christmas

My true love gave to me

Two Crunchy Gherkins

And an Eggplant in a pear tree

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On the third day of Christmas

My true love gave to me

Three Tangy Limes

Two Crunchy Gherkins

And an Eggplant in a pear tree

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On the fourth day of Christmas

My true love gave to me

Four Pear Chutneys

Three Tangy Limes

Two Crunchy Gherkins

And an Eggplant in a pear tree.

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On the fifth day of Christmas

My true love gave to me......

(Carry on with all 12 flavours of Edna’s Pickles)

5 Super Spicy Mango

6 Mild Mango

7 Zucchini Special

8 Hot Triple Mix

9 Mango & Gherkin Mix

10 Sweet Lime

11 Sweet Mango Mash

12 Cranberry Delight

ON THE STREET WHERE I LIVE

Fruits Galore

REMEMBRANCE DAY

In Flanders Fields

(my favourite poem)

by John McCrae

McCrae was born in McCrae House in Guelph, Ontario to Lieutenant-Colonel David McCrae and Janet Simpson Eckford; he was the grandson of Scottish immigrants. He attended the Guelph Collegiate Vocational Institute and became a member of the Guelph militia regiment. The background of his family is military.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie,

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Guirim-ville

Guirim is a small town in the district of Bardez, north-western part of Goa, India, south of the city of Mapusa, and 12 km north of the capital city, Panjim. Local village affairs are handled by the Panchayat system, under the Mamlatdar's Office located at Mapusa. The village lies west of Bastora hills, with the major arterial Highway 17 passing through this scenic village, famous for the academic institution of St. Anthony's High School at Monte de Guirim.

Guirim-ville

(Tony Fernandes)

Based on and adapted from the song

"Camooweal" by Australian singer, Slim Dusty

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUYqWT7KKnY

Should ever I go back to Guirim-ville,

It would be in the spring when marigolds bloom,

Oh, the hibiscus I know would still be there,

And the garden rose would brighten up the gloom.

Should ever I go back to Guirim-ville,

One thing is sure I'd not be in my teens,

As a young lad when I played there in the fields,

But memories stay with me I can’t conceal.

How fresh every memory keeps for still it feels,

The falling monsoon rain and lush green fields,

And see again the fire-flies in the night,

As I did so long ago when I was there.

Should ever I go back to Guirim-ville,
It would be at Yuletide when the lanterns glow,
Christmas sweets I know would be everywhere,
Wishing folks a Merry Christmas time.

Dreams of youth in that now distant day,

I did not heed, my heart did not reveal,

And now I know that I’m far away from home,

Far away from that old cottage at Guirim-ville.

In search of work to a far and distant shore,

Left my folks there so long ago,

Though I've sailed far from that sun-drenched land,

I've never found what I have left behind.

Oh the memories of my carefree and playful youth,

Is now but ashes and only fond memories dwell,

Time heals all wounds they say, but leaves the scar,

But I think I'll still go back to Guirim-ville.

Time heals all wounds they say, but leaves the scar,

Yet I think I'll still go back to Guirim-ville,

Yes I think I'll still go back to Guirim-ville.

Tony Fernandes

Pineapples, cherries and a beautiful day in spring

GOA'S GRIM SCENARIO (IF MINING CONTINUES UNABATED)

(AREY! AMCHEM GOA KHUIM REY!)

... BUT GOD FORBID.

GOA - TODAY & YESTERDAY

View of Candolim Church from Sinquerim.

Goa - Road to Church of St. Anne, Parra.

Goa - A typical house at Yuletide