I grew up believing dandelions to be annoying weeds. Hours of my life have been spent yanking them from their plot in an effort to prevent any kind of invasion. Yet, my first memories of dandelions was picking a bouquet… Read more
A Story, General
Gift from a neighbour
Even before the doorbell rang, through the side window, I could see someone holding flowers. Our neighbour from across the street, dressed in paint-splattered coveralls was holding a fresh bouquet of peonies. I thanked him profusely, being the demonstrative (silly)… Read more
A Story, General
brain gymnastics
Impossible. That is what I first told myself when I attempted to learn the 13th, 14th, and 15th bars of a beautiful piece of piano created by Ludovico Einaudi. When a person watches an experienced pianist play his music, it… Read more
A Story, General
cookbooks
This post is being dedicated to my dear mom, from whom I got my love of feeding people and the extravagance of being a collector of cookbooks. Mom would smile knowing my bookshelves are overflowing just as hers were. Like… Read more
A Story, Letter & Note Writing
I write letters to touch someone else’s heart
Writing letters is really telling little stories of our life. They are little stories we share with whoever is on the receiving end. And what a gift a handwritten letter is for anyone to receive. With all the personal distancing restrictions… Read more
A Story
victory garden
“What would life be without homegrown tomatoes?” There’s never been a better time to enjoy the calm of green spaces. As the Chinese proverb goes, Life begins the day you start a garden. During both World Wars, governments world-wide encouraged people to… Read more
A Story
A letter during the pandemic
Dear Friend, Today we woke after a night of rain. After enjoying our morning coffee by the fireplace, we began our sparse routine. My husband took Heidi for her long morning walk. I baked Dill Pickle Quick Bread and hubby… Read more
A Story, General
rained gently last night
“Rained gently last night, just enough to wash the town clean, and then today a clean crisp fat spring day, the air redolent, the kind of green minty succulent air you’d bottle if you could and snort greedily on bleak,… Read more
