I can't believe how fast the month of July has trickled thru my fingers! Where did it go? I also can't believe that a whole month has past here at West Cottage. Sometimes I wish I could make the time stand
Otherwise known as the Midsummer Family Love-fest! Chloe and I got out of town to the Okanagan, 460 km out of Vancouver, to visit my daughter Kerstin and her family. And especially to meet this new little member: Zoe Iris Gray, (Ziggy
Hi everyone. How's the melt going round the old globe? Yesterday we were at Whole Foods for a little late lunch, in the absolute pouring rain, and I think all of Vancouver freaked out and went shopping. Isn't that the way of
I love that I have green eyes and Chloe has blue and Jonathan and Kerstie have brown eyes. I love that I have the whole gamut in the family. Robert's eyes are very unusual because they tend to be very
It's one of those rainy Tuesdays after a long weekend with a rather sombre Monday, when we both feel like Morgan. Still, time to get to work. I have a lot of painting to do and C has her first formal
Spent some time with my daughters and our little girls today. The girls and I went to have breakfast together and after breakfast look what we found! Raindrops glistening on everything but a tiny bit ever so jewel-like. We had
One thing’s for certain about April. One day it can balmy and warm and I’ll happily plant out little seedlings and the next day a massive windstorm blows in causing me to fear for their safety. Such a windstorm blew
Everyone who is my friend of FB already knows it was Chloe’s 21st birthday yesterday because I went on and on about it practically all day. But just in case you missed it, or if you’re not on my FB, (why
So you know how I go on about my URCs (ubiquitous rosy cups), and that I’m not so keen to use them? Well, seeing all your rosy prettiness from Tuesdays past has inspired me, so for this Tuesday I got
Kerstie, Chloe and I went to a church bazar this morning and came up trumps! A whole box of knitted bits for $5. When we're finished yarn bombing the babies we will wrap and knit the bits around the old