A special event, a virtual coffee house. I’ll be the one wearing a pink carnation waving at you.
It’s funny how coincidence works. One of my favorite blogs disappeared a year ago and, searching for it, I came to another blogger’s site, and that blogger has now become my friend. She is the sweet, gentle-hearted Vicki of 2bagsfull.
I'm not sure I've ever shown you this image. For a few years now I've been obsessed with reproducing Vanitas in my photography. Vanitas are a type of symbolic work describing the transient nature of life. The word takes a
Last night, as I was walking across the back garden, I heard a small rustling noise at the foot of the basement stairs. There was a weak little finch in the leaves. I thought it was a good thing I
Some days I do as many as twelve impossible things. Before breakfast.
In my previous home I painted a saying at the top of the wall in the kitchen. It stretched all the way around. It was a pure white on a slightly off white wall colour so you really had to
A little Sunday walk on the beach with C in the cool light of this wintery afternoon.
Gosh! That was fun! Been missing the Sunday Whirl and those twelve little word pushes to write something. Thank you Brenda, hope it's ok that I'm back. :) burden, bends, drunk, poetry, virtue, palace, ditch, diminishing, wish, breaks, room, steps Twelve ways
Yesterday morning I woke up in my English home. This morning I woke up in my Vancouver home. I threw the curtains open and the first oblique rays of the winter sun hit the mantelpiece and this little gift from a
Who else is superstitious? Or maybe I should ask how superstitious are you, because I really believe everyone has some sort of superstition hang-up. Come on
The other night I watched a great BBC program called Regulation of the Wartime Kitchen. It was about how brave and resourceful people made themselves a happy Christmas celebration in the bunkers under London in the typical Dunkirk Spirit, while
What? Another January challenge