I’m as excited as a puppy to be going on a sunset (kayak) paddle this evening on the Salish Sea. When my son and granddaughters were visiting last week (what joy!) I had planned on taking them on a sunset… Read more
A Story
nostalgic for … pudding
Candy Palmater said she was craving a bologna sandwich. That tumbled me back decades. It’s something I used to love and haven’t had in years. But my habit of no longer eating processed food would likely be the main culprit… Read more
A Story
observed this summer
I think I live in a magical place. Sure, I’m close to the Salish Sea and live in a lovely home with lovely neighbours, but there’s much more. I’ve shared with you before about some of the heartwarming observations, often… Read more
A Story, General
gathering momentum from somewhere else
I’ve maintained this particular blog / website since 1999. Unlike some blogs that are dedicated solely to food, decor, knitting, writing, photography, or any other interesting subject, mine is a more personal and less structured offering. Yes, for a while… Read more
A Story, General
Life is so delicious
So I made another batch of homemade orange ice cream. Yes, with nothing but the real ingredients, nothing at all artificial. Why? Well, we were having new neighbours over for a personally-distanced BBQ. “Pull up a chair. Take a taste…. Read more
General
savouring simplicity
“Keep creating new windows from which to look at your world.” — Don Shapro Contentment comes in many forms for many people. It’s as elusive as a feral cat, and best not to pursue it. If we keep very still… Read more
A Little Beauty, A Story
The dance
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
General
Listen — do you hear the whispering?
Listen. Listen closely … yes, that’s the rain and leaves whispering to each other. Ever since I was a little girl I’ve loved rain. There is a specific kind of rain that warms my cockles. It’s the steady, light as… Read more
