This summer we couldn't make our annual trip to the berry patch. Our winter freezer will be empty of smoothie-ready berries, my February pies will be bereft of…
The good people at NAOT sent me a new catalogue. I was preparing for a big trip and largely ignoring my own shopping needs. Would I consider blogging about…
I've been asking myself the kind of questions I prefer not to poke at very often. The kind of questions with answers that feel rather like looking at myself under…
When Erica challenged me to "put a blog where my mouth was", I agreed because I wanted to try to speak the truths I felt were missing around me. I agreed because…
Too often I find myself telling my children the "you are not so hard done by" stories. The "I never got to go out to dinner" lecture, the "do you appreciate how…
There are certain things which seem like a good idea at the time, but which are, in fact or in the clear light of day, not a good idea at all, such as these.
No matter how many years pass between my school days and a new September, I feel a pinch at my heart as the slow days of summer-flushed cheeks come to an end...
