Maggie Wilson Author

Historical Non-Fiction in Northern Ontario

Who’s Counting?

  Today is the first day of autumn – (technically, this year the first day of fall is on Tuesday the 22nd, but on MY calendar, the first day of the season always falls (HA!) on the 21st. The winds are brisk from the south. The hummingbirds have finally left for their winter grounds south of the equator. To my mind, they lingered longer this year – did the hurricanes and […]

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Meanwhile, in Northern Ontario

Limestone Quarry

Thank you fellow writers for the courage and inspiration to safely break out of my bubble and poke my nose back into the blogs. When I say “safely”, I mean piercing that bubble in such a way that a cascade of pent up emotion does not drown both reader and author. You know what I’m talking about. Except, maybe you don’t. We are far removed from the hotspots in the […]

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Vanity, thy Name…

I stole the heading from my Caroline Maben Flower article. Vanity, thy Name… was the working title for the chapter that described her meeting artist Herman Kiekebusch in October, 1895. The landscape painter was born in Berlin 1857 and worked in Norway, Germany, and other alpine countries. She posed for one of his other works, and then he began a portrait of her. About two months later, Caroline and Kiekebusch […]

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Candyass vs Badass

Spring is up to her usual tricks in these parts. Snow/sun, freeze/thaw. The winds are bitter cold except when the sun breaks through the clouds. Then I feel like that character from the Aesop’s fable. The one about the contest between the sun and the wind and who could compel the traveler to take off his coat. Yesterday was day three of the same weather pattern. The weather kept me […]

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There’s a But

Ms. Bean asked the question, “Which Three personality Traits are Helping you Deal with Today?” I replied, “I am pragmatic, perceptive (like you) and empathetic. At the beginning of all of “this” I was able to keep my head, sympathize when required, and in general I was somewhat removed from all of the hysteria. But. I have a front row seat, so to speak, to the shitshow that is underway […]

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Things that are Things 2020

Dill Pickle Soup I called a friend the other night to check up on her – she’s in her 80s and is staying inside where it’s safe. She has an excellent support circle in her community and has all she needs. Including her dinner that evening – homemade dill pickle soup. “Dill pickle soup is a thing?” I asked her. “It’s a delicious thing,” she said. I’ll take her word […]

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Horatio Barber and his Cobalt Co-Star J.H. Hunter

Originally posted on Horatio Claude Barber:
Horatio Barber had business partnerships with several men during his two years in Ontario. In Cobalt, he ran a stock exchange, and in Larder Lake, he established a branch office of his Toronto brokerage, Canada Mines. In the first installment of the Co-Stars series, we featured Mr. Browne and Mr. Moore, two Cobalt men who came to the region to take advantage of business…

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