Ice like you never knew it…

Ice like you never knew it We’ve all done it, at least if you come from the prairies…getting your tongue stuck on ice.  I did.  One of five boys I distinctly remember playing horsie on the skating rink our Dad had made for us on the front lawn.  All good...

Ice on the move…

We’re sitting on the ferry making our leisurely way to Vancouver Island with our cargo of ice.  I like this kind of day.  Maybe it’s because I spend so much of my time focused on the ice (or the computer screen) in front of me that being out in the public is a...

All about Ice Bars…

All about ice bars She was on her way out of the venue after a long wedding reception.  We were there waiting for the guests to disappear so that we could take down the ice bar.  As she passed by she touched the top of the bar and went, “Oooh it’s ice.”  We smiled,...