All posts by George Walters

George Walters is a Canadian columnist and author with more than forty years of writing experience. For over twenty years he has written a weekly column for Postmedia Network — Canada's largest newspaper chain — never missing a single week, publishing fifty-two stories a year. Combined with his work in Reader's Digest Community Voices, World News, Country Living, The Country Register, and farm and rural lifestyle magazines across Canada, he has published well over two thousand stories drawn from everyday life. He writes about farm work, fishing, old trucks, and the kind of people you only find in small towns — but just as likely he'll hand a voice to a weathered telephone pole, or turn his eye on something happening in the world today and tell you exactly what he thinks about it. No subject is off limits. If there's a story in it, George will find it. He has been called a philosopher of everyday life, a description that came up more than once during his television appearances over the years — and it's not hard to see why. His writing has a way of making the ordinary feel worth sitting with. He is the author of eleven books, including yearly short story collections and the Clay Moretti Files mystery series. Clay is a fifty-year-old private investigator who drives a 1967 Ford Galaxie, smokes cigars, and operates by a code the modern world gave up on a long time ago. The cases are present day. The man handling them is not. All titles are available in paperback and eBook on Amazon. Together, George and his wife Ruth have also created Elmer Finds His Way, the first in what he hopes will be a long series of children's books. Ruth did all the illustrations, as she has for every one of George's books — and beyond that she designed and painted the covers as well. Her work is woven into every page of everything he has published. A few words from readers: "I pulled up a kitchen chair and read your story three times." "You have a way of making a person homesick for a place they haven't been to." "Thank you for writing things that make old people and kids feel the same way at the same time." All my titles are available in paperback and eBook on Amazon.ca here.

A Handful of Lines From a Life That’s Still Learning

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Good Morning. The coffee’s hot, the floor’s cold, and I’m still somewhere in between.

That’s the space where you’re not asleep anymore but not quite living yet. Body’s moving, brain’s lagging behind. The coffee pulls you forward, the cold floor reminds you you’re still here, and somewhere between those two things you find the day waiting.

Backwoods Weather Report – Port Loring, Ontario
Date: Thursday, October 30, 2025

Well, it’s a chilly morning here in Port Loring, sitting at about 29°F (-1.4°C). The air’s heavy and damp with 84% humidity, and the barometer’s dropped to 29.14 inches (986.7 mbar) which is a sure sign of unsettled weather heading our way. The wind’s calm for now, drifting lightly out of the north-northeast, but that still air seldom lasts long this time of year.

For today, expect the clouds to thicken up as the hours pass. We could see some light flurries or a touch of cold drizzle later on. Temperatures should hover right around 32°F (0°C) through the afternoon, maybe a degree or two either way. That low pressure system is likely to hang around most of the day.

Tonight, things will cool off a bit more, sliding down near 25°F (-4°C). There’s a fair chance of light snow or freezing drizzle if the dampness sticks around. The wind might pick up slightly from the east, but nothing too strong.

Tomorrow, expect it to stay mostly cloudy and cold, with maybe a few breaks of sun toward the afternoon if the barometer starts to rise again. Once that pressure begins to steady, we can look for a calmer stretch of weather heading into the weekend.

Nature’s Signs:
The birds are quiet this morning, which often means weather’s about to shift. Yesterday the squirrels were in a hurry, packing away whatever they could find which is another sign of change coming. The air’s got that heavy, still feel that sits before a mix of snow and drizzle.

On another note yesterday my wife and I went to North Bay to pick up some supplies. Had a great day other than the money we spent as well… things are sure expensive. It wasn’t long ago one could go into a grocery store and walk away feeling pretty good that the money he or she had was well spent, now a days well not so much. What once was a shopping cart full cost around fifty dollars, now you can add an extra zero onto that figure. And the worst part is a lot of things we are buying aren’t all that healthy anymore. Vegetables were good, now covered with chemicals that eventually make you sick. Meat that once was grass fed, now loaded with god knows what. Heck even what they package the meat in is pumped full of gas to keep it looking good. And the other thing is that 3/4 of the other stuff in the store isn’t something one should be even looking at, let alone buying it… chips, pop, candy, you name it. At any rate it is what it is, not that I like it mind ya, but not much one can do neither.

Once we had the groceries loaded in the car we had lunch at a restaurant we’d never been to before. Won’t mention any name. The food was so so and here again for a burger and fries times two we were almost fifty dollars lighter in our wallets when we walked out. Kind of think my wife and I are going to go back to the way we used to do things, like making a sandwich and our own thermos of coffee before we leave. Actually we used to enjoy doing that… get things done then stop along the highway, take in the sights and enjoy our meal in the car. Yep that is what we are going to do.

So what are you up to today GW?

Well today I am going to pick up some potatoes from some friends of ours, they grow their own. After that I am thinking a coffee will be in order and then will get back to making them flutes I have on the go. At least that is the plan. I did light my old shop stove earlier this morning which should have warmed things up nicely. Nothing like a warm woodworking shop let me tell ya, makes an old feller like me feel alive and wanting to do things.

So with that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has made for me which consists of a few breakfast sausages that we picked up yesterday and an egg on an English muffin.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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“Don’t Miss the Grosbeaks: Fall’s Most Colorful Visitors”

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So… I thought I’d start off by saying for the past three days, I’ve been seeing these chunky birds at my feeder. Had to look twice as these aren’t the regular sparrows or finches. These are grosbeaks, and this is the time of year to spot them.

Grosbeak actually means “large beak,” from the Latin “gros” and “beccus,” and let me tell you, those beaks are something else. They use them to crack open seeds and nuts that most birds can’t even touch.

Every year, right about now, October into November… they show up, heading south to warmer spots. Before they go though, they stop in for a meal. If you’ve got a feeder out, you’re basically running a diner for these travelers. Sunflower seeds are a big hit with them, but they do like safflower seeds too.

Evening grosbeaks are the ones we see most. Males are bright yellow with a thick white patch on their wings and a stripe over the eye. Females are more gray, with a greenish-yellow tint on their neck and sides. Both are about the size of a robin, and they look tough with those big beaks.

Sometimes a whole flock drops in, sometimes just a few. It changes year to year, depending on how the food’s been up north. They don’t sing much, but you might hear some sharp, sweet notes or a burry chirp if you listen close.

You might also spot the rose-breasted grosbeak. The males have a black back and wings and a bright red patch right on their white breast kinda hard to miss. The females look totally different, kind of streaky and brown with a white eyebrow. They like platform or tray feeders more than tube feeders as they give them more room to move around.

If you’re lucky, you might even see a pine grosbeak. Males are reddish-pink and gray, and the females have a more orange-yellow color on the head and rump. They’re bigger and actually pretty tame, not in a hurry to fly off.

Black-headed grosbeaks can show up, too, though they’re more common out west. Males have an orange-cinnamon color and black head. Females flash yellow under their wings when they fly. They’ll even come to humming bird feeders sometimes.

What I’ve noticed is one week your feeder’s busy with these colorful visitors, then suddenly it quiets down. After the grosbeaks move through, it’s back to the usual crowd like chickadees, nuthatches, doves and maybe a woodpecker poking around.

If you haven’t seen any yet, keep an eye out early in the morning or just before dark. October and November are your window. You never know when they’ll show up.

My advice? Enjoy the show while they are here and keep the feeders topped up. It’s not every day you get these kind of visitors, and they really make fall feel special.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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Notes From a Desk That’s Seen it All

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Good morning. You know every so often, I can still hear the steady sound of Jennie’s hooves on gravel and dirt, and the lady who raised me calling across the fields that it was time for supper. Those sounds bring back summers that seemed to last forever.

Backwoods Weather Report – Port Loring, Ontario – Tuesday, October 28, 2025

It is a calm, cold start this morning sitting around 30°F (-1°C) with a heavy 84% humidity hanging in the air. The barometer is steady at (29.62 inches) and the wind is barely moving out of the south-southeast. With that much moisture and little movement in the air, frost will likely linger on the grass this morning and take its time melting off.


Today
Looks like we will see a bit of sunshine poking through early, then some thin clouds drifting in later from the south. The barometer may start to slip a bit by late day, telling us change is coming.
High near 42°F (5°C). Winds will stay light, maybe a soft stir from the southeast toward afternoon.


Tonight
Clouds moving in thicker, the air staying damp. Could see a few flurries or a touch of freezing drizzle overnight depending on how that southern system behaves.
Low around 28°F (-2°C). Barometer easing down a bit, so we will likely wake to unsettled skies come morning.


Tomorrow (Wednesday)
Starting off gray and chilly. Maybe a few flakes or drizzle early on, then a bit milder by afternoon as light southwest winds drift in.
High close to 40°F (4°C). Could see more wet or snow by late day or overnight if that pressure keeps dropping.


Nature’s Signs
Smoke will rise straight up this morning, meaning the air is still steady, but if it starts to lay low later, the weather is shifting. Chickadees staying close to the feeders, crows quiet in the trees … both are signs that something brewing, as they feel it before we do.

On another note: Yesterday I headed out to my shop to work on them flutes I have in the making, but as a lot of things in life, it didn’t happen. Instead I fed our birds at the feeders, put the winter window in upstairs, and then turned our couch upside down to see what was happening with the lever that opens the footrest. Found out it was broken, so I had to search on Amazon for a new piece, which I found and ordered. When it comes in I’ll see if I can fix her up. After that I split some more wood for my shop stove. I like to keep it warm for when I do want to get to working out there. After that I did a bit of work here at my old computer, and well, truth told, after that the day was about had it. So yeah, things didn’t go quite to plan, but I got lots done.

So what are you up to today, GW?

Well, as I started out yesterday, I am going to be working on them Native American flutes. Still lots to do before they’re ready to sing. Could take me another month. All depends on how things go along, as it seems the wood occasionally has a mind of its own. But in saying that, so far things are heading in the right direction.

With that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife made for me, and will then enjoy a cup of hot cocoa as I do every morning this time of year. And then, well, then we will see.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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In Closing, I Would Like to Wish You Well!

George Walters | [email protected]

Why Canadian Cabinets Stand the Test of Time

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Have you ever walked into a big-box store like IKEA, Home Depot, or Lowe’s and been dazzled by rows of spotless, uniform cabinets? They seem like a steal until you realize what you’re actually paying for.

Most of those mass-produced cabinets are built with budget materials—particleboard, MDF, or thin plywood with a printed veneer. The hardware is basic, corners are glued instead of properly joined, and the finishes are made to impress under bright lights, not to hold up in a busy kitchen as drawers sag, doors loosen, edges chip or peel, and before long, you’re replacing them again.

Now our Canadian cabinets are built differently. We use solid hardwoods like maple, oak, cherry, and birch well most good workers do. Every piece is carefully measured, cut, sanded, and fitted by hand. Joints are strong, hardware is smooth and reliable, and finishes are rich and durable. You feel the quality the moment you open a drawer or run your hand along the grain.

So… yes, Canadian cabinets cost more up front, but you get real value. You pay once and enjoy them for years, not just a few.

But there is something bigger at stake. Every cheap cabinet shipped from overseas puts local cabinet makers out of work here in Canada. Families who’ve been crafting cabinets for generations are being pushed aside for products that value price over pride. Buying local keeps those skills alive, supports real jobs, and passes true quality down the line.

The cheap ones might shine today, but when you open a solid Canadian cabinet years from now and it still swings true, you’ll know exactly where your money went and why it was worth it.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW


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What the Back Forty’s Been Trying to Tell Me

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Good morning: You know I miss the days when work meant building something you could hold, not staring at a screen that stares back. There was weight to it then. You’d finish with sawdust in your hair or dirt under your nails, and your body knew you’d done something. The wood showed you where to cut, the soil showed you when to plant.

Now we push pixels around and call it progress. The screen glows, notifications ping, but nothing lasts. There’s always another email, another update, another thing tugging at your attention.

I’m not saying the old ways were perfect—a bad back at forty will remind you of that—but you knew when the job was done because you could walk around it, lean against it, rest in the shade it made.

These days, it feels like we’ve traded finishing something for never being done.

Backwoods Weather Report – Port Loring, Ontario
Date: Monday, October 27, 2025
Time of Report: 9:00 AM

A bright but cold start here in Port Loring this morning, sitting around 27°F (-2.5°C). The sun’s out and doing its best to warm things up, though the air’s still heavy with 84% humidity. Not a lick of wind either — calm as can be. The barometer’s steady at 1003.4 mbar (29.63 inches), which tells me the weather’s holding its own for now.

Outlook:
With the clear skies and still air, the frost will melt slow, turning to that fine sparkle you only see on mornings like this. If the pressure stays steady, we can expect another quiet night and likely the same kind of calm tomorrow — crisp air, cold mornings, and sunshine when it feels like it.

Nature’s Signs:
The chickadees were out early, chasing each other through the spruce tops, and that’s a good sign the weather will stay fair a while. The squirrels are back at it too, busy along the fence line, tucking away what’s left of the acorns. Even the lake’s got a bit of shine to it today, smooth and bright under the sun.

On another note: Yesterday I spent the day out in the woodworking shop working on those Native American wooden flutes I’m making. Got a lot done, now it’s on to the next step.

It was one of those days that reminds you why you do this kind of work. A touch cool outside, the wood stove perking away, music playing low, and the wood cooperating for once. When everything lines up like that, you lose track of time in the best way.

There’s something about working with your hands that settles a man. Each cut, each sanding, each time you hold the wood up to check the grain, you’re having a conversation with it. The wood tells you what it wants to be, and if you’re paying attention, you listen.

Days like that make an old feller feel like he’s earning his keep. Not chasing something or trying to prove anything, just making something real, something that’ll carry sound and maybe even outlast him. That’s enough.

So what are you up to today GW?

Well today I’m going to be doing the same as yesterday. I lit the old shop stove earlier which will make it nice and warm, turned on the radio which plays country western music directly from the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville Tennessee and after breakfast I’ll head out there.

Some folks might call that routine but I call it a good day waiting to happen.

So with that I am off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has made for me and will then enjoy a cup of hot cocoa while having our regular morning chat and will then get to work. That is if you can call what you enjoy doing work.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

All my books are available on my Amazon Author Page.

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In Closing, I Would Like to Wish You Well!

George Walters | [email protected]