We were minding our own business, wandering along the flower-lined paths. The three of us girls took the time to smell the proverbial roses, gasp at the bevy of tulip varieties, and – for lack of a better word – frolick in the gardens. We had just rounded the corner between a sea of red…
We were less than halfway into our bike ride. Just past the bike-ride-glee and well before the bike-ride-pain. Along the path came jogging a 65ish-year-old man in his matching running suit (you know the kind — elastic at the ankles, wrists, and waist . . . a strip all the way down each side ….
Driving around town and seeing an abundant festival of pink cherry blossoms sprouting on (almost) every corner, I decided I needed to photograph the delightful florals. Necessity is, as they say, the mother of invention. On a whim, I turned my kitchen (and whole house, really) upside down. Invention, indeed. I turned my kitchen into…
Like all good Canadian ventures, our Easter weekend began with a Tim Hortons double-double and a sunrise over Mount Baker. A thousand kilometers later (see? I’m practically a native now — I’m speaking kilometers!), we had made it across three state lines and one international border, seen snow and sand and sun and clouds, and…
When the day is unseasonably sunny and fully of happy, fluffy, cotton ball clouds instead the normal low, gray, heavy clouds, there’s not much to do but GO OUTSIDE! When the day is so sun-filled, it requires sunglasses? You put ’em on with glee and GO OUTSIDE! When a magical little corner of the moss-covered,…
I have so many words swimming around in my head. Words about immigration and transition and business milestones and rainy days and grief and baking triumphs and home decor and shoe purchases and summer travel and the words just keep on spewing. On and on and on. It’s another quiet evening. I love it when…
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