04/08/2026
I'm remembering the joy of making something from nothing.
The Empty Page
Last weekend, I discovered an old movie starring Keira Knightley and a host of other actors I recognized. Colette tells the story of Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette, a French woman born in 1873 who wrote…
03/04/2026
It's a good day for a cappuccino!
02/26/2026
It's been a rough decade so far--here's to the second half of my 50s.
Gifts in Unexpected Wrappings
When I imagined my 50s, I saw an extension of the previous decade where I felt the best version of myself. During my 40s, I’d transitioned from stay-at-home mother to empty-nester, recovered from a…
02/04/2026
I'm taking advantage of the warm February day and hanging my sheets on the line!
12/31/2025
Enjoying a slow morning on this New Year's Eve!
12/15/2025
A simpler Christmas for us this year:
What Matters Most
December is one of my favourite months of the year. I love the lights, the decorations, the smells of Christmas cookies, scented candles, and wood smoke from chimneys. This Christmas, however, we a…
11/13/2025
A 900-page hardback novel! I can't wait to dive in.
10/09/2025
Thinking about Boston again lately!
All Roads Lead to Boston
Last fall I took a trip to Boston, although that wasn’t the actual destination. I’d always wanted to visit Cape Cod, and Boston was the best way to reach it from Alberta. The airport is massive and…
08/28/2025
I love to read but this book is a real challenge!
Places, Spaces, and Solitude
When the calendar turns over to May each year, my thoughts turn to Italy and Cornwall and my solo six week trip. This year, in honour of it, I checked out Frances Mayes’ Under the Tuscan Sun. It’s …
08/05/2025
After more than nine months we can see the end, but it still feels rather far away.
The Final Kilometre
In my youth, I loved to run. Short distance sprints of fifty to hundred metres were my favourites, where the only strategy was a good clean start and a full-on hard run as if your life depended on …
07/21/2025
This was tough to write but Max deserves his own post.
Goodbye to Max
In March of this year, I said goodbye to the last of our daughters’ childhood cats. Max was just four months shy of eighteen years old and absolutely worn out. Like his sister Misty, who passed at …