Maggie Wilson Author

Historical Non-Fiction in Northern Ontario

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A Prayer

I’d crow. To the rafters. To the world. I’m sorry. I love you. Forgive me. Please. Guide me. Inspired by Daily Post If you could wake up tomorrow and be fluent in any language you don’t currently speak, which would it be? Why? What’s the first thing you do with your new linguistic skills? Photographers, artists, poets: show us TONGUE. Lead Photo from

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Kitchen Cupboards – a Nutritional Remodel

The folks at Daily Prompt invited us to write about kitchen magic – tools or ingredients we can’t do without. Lately, in our household, it’s been more about what we MUST do without. The kitchen cupboard is undergoing a remodel, in terms of what is on the shelves.  As a matter of fact, as time goes on, the inventory of pantry items dwindles as the list of food sensitivities and […]

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Good Fences Do Make Good Neighbours – Eventually

As you may have read elsewhere, my current address is my seventeenth. That many moves in forty years does not allow time to build lasting relationships with neighbours. At every stop, I did manage to become acquainted with the households on either side of mine. Some good, some not so good, and one or two have morphed into friendships for life. Turns out seventeen is a lucky number. For about […]

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Heart Health

I’ve been granted magical engineering skills, but I can only use them to build one gadget or machine. What do I build? That’s easy: a bullshit detector. But not just your common or garden variety BSD. No sir! This sucker can do it all! It not only detects, but it translates and reveals the hidden messages, the lies, the prevarications and political propaganda. The detector is an inoculation, a potion, […]

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It’s a Chore

I don’t mind most housework, mostly because I don’t DO housework.  Not to the degree that my mom used to do. Jean maintained a rigid schedule. Dishes done after EVERY meal. Beds made EVERY morning. Friday nights the main floor vacuumed and dusted. Saturday was laundry-day and upstairs clean-up, including the bathroom. (Don’t forget, this is before we had dish-washers and automatic clothes washers and dryers.) The rest of the […]

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Several weeks ago, in a rare moment of housekeeping, I came across the Wii balance board languishing in a corner, covered in fuzz and cat hair.  I dusted it off and put it into storage.   I bought the second-hand unit from Reiner’s son a few years ago. I had high hopes for me and Wii. We hung out together for about a year, did some yoga and, believe it or not, running! On […]

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Rude Awakening – it’s winter still

Ah, the most beautiful sight to behold, the setting sun over Lake Huron at Sauble Beach.

Wait a minute, what’s that?  A bottle?  With a message!  Awesome!  Always wanted to get a message in a bottle.

[uncorking bottle and unrolling the message] “It’s all a dream.”


Perchance to Dream