CATCHING BUTTERFLIES
I have always loved notebooks. I remember as a young girl, maybe 10, my mother gave me an old white purse and in it I put my pens, pencils and my notebooks. I collected scraps of paper, cut them to … Continue reading →

I have always loved notebooks. I remember as a young girl, maybe 10, my mother gave me an old white purse and in it I put my pens, pencils and my notebooks. I collected scraps of paper, cut them to … Continue reading →
July 1, we celebrate Canada Day. I am Canadian. What does being Canadian mean? 1. It means we have two official languages and no I don’t speak two of them. Besides the French and English there is whatever language people … Continue reading →
1. Rain. Lots and lots of it. Over 8″ here so far in June. But last week in the mountains there was 10-12″ in 2-3 days. Which led to … 2. Flooding. The worst flooding anyone could remember. I will … Continue reading →
My dad was a gentle, quiet man but when he spoke, we listened. It was a good thing I did (I can’t speak for my siblings) because I learned a lot. Here is my dad with my older … Continue reading →
I do lots of things besides writing–laundry, housework, gardening and…wait for it…help shear alpacas. It’s an easy enough job because the man who does the shearing has an automatic table. The animals don’t seem to mind … Continue reading →
1. Green is the color of life, hope and renewal. It is invigorating. It has a smell all its own partly grass, partly poplar trees and partly a store of memories. Days of romping in the grass, lying on my … Continue reading →
I’m always looking for ways to be more creative. Perhaps a book, a workshop. There is even one called The Creativity Workshop and it takes place in New York, Barcelona, Florence. Florence, yes! I want to go. http://www.creativityworkshop.com/newyork.html Okay, Florence … Continue reading →
Just for fun, the other day I decided to track my writing. It was a day when I had ambitious goals. I wanted to write a lot. (I won’t confess how much exactly). To work. 5 minutes later, phone call … Continue reading →
My mother loved photography. Here are two of her pictures. She drew and painted. Here is one of her sketches done while she was in Tranquille San with TB.
Continue reading →I have a wonderful Mother’s Day blog ready but it won’t post. I’ll see if this one will. This is a tribute to my mother. Shown here on the left with two of her sisters. She was an artist, a … Continue reading →