Category Archives: Creativity
Homemade Pie
There’s nothing quite like homemade pie. Especially when it comes out of the oven not long after the guests arrive. Today, we were guests of Dave and Joanne Hatherly and doesn’t that pie look scrumptious? Thank you, Dave and Joanne! … Continue reading
Exploring the Riviera
This is one of those days when I am grateful for a faulty weather forecast. A 30% chance of showers translated into a 0% precipitation reality and the French Riviera performed exactly as the guide books promised. We breakfasted with … Continue reading
Impressions
Impressions are tenuous at best. You don’t know whether or not to trust someone’s impression as true because, well, it’s their take on things. And for some impressionists, I guess accuracy is not the point. They would argue that the … Continue reading
Pure Joy
I want you to pause for just a moment and recall something or someone that brings you pure joy. What’s the criteria that makes for pure joy? Relationships are complicated, aren’t they? People come with the incredible mark of the Creator … Continue reading
Today
Each day holds enough for a lifetime and I am ever more aware of that as a morning paper addict. In my small world, these are the things that occupy this day. packing for our trip to the Middle East … Continue reading
One for the Team
Maybe you have heard the saying, ” Two heads are better than one.” Or what about this one? “Too many chefs spoil the broth.” I happen to be a big believer in teams. What I mean by that is: groups … Continue reading
Just for Fun
I wish I understood poetry. Sadly, the meaning of most soars right over my wee head. So, I write poetry because at least I can understand my own. Let’s see if you can. My Gig My hide is pink; I … Continue reading
What’s in a Name?
One of the most difficult things I have had to do in my lifetime is name my children. Our firstborn was without her name for her entire first month. When I considered that my children would become identified by their names, along … Continue reading
Knit Night
For years I tried and failed to acquire the fibre art skill of knitting. That was until last October when my daughter came to stay. Her needles, her yarn, and her prodding – at my pleadings – provided me with three dishclothes … Continue reading