“All through your life, the most precious experiences seem to vanish. You look behind and see no sign even of a yesterday that was so intense. Yet in truth nothing was lost… This is the art of the soul: to… Read more
General
black and white
“Color is descriptive. Black and white is interpretive.” – Eliott Erwitt Black and white images, for me, are intriguing and timeless. They are less distracting and focus more on what really caught my attention to begin with. I’ve been going… Read more
A Story, Letter & Note Writing
I write letters to touch someone else’s heart
Writing letters is really telling little stories of our life. They are little stories we share with whoever is on the receiving end. And what a gift a handwritten letter is for anyone to receive. With all the personal distancing restrictions… Read more
General
simply Heidi
Humourist Josh Billings hit the mark when he said, “A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.” Although Heidi does have her own Facebook page, I realized I haven’t been sharing many… Read more
General
Sometimes the people learn
Lately I prefer Grimms’ fairy tales to the news headlines. Yet I definitely prefer the news headlines to the garbage being spread, fertilized, and growing on social media. The pandemic is revealing people’s true character. And in some cases, the… Read more
A Story
victory garden
“What would life be without homegrown tomatoes?” There’s never been a better time to enjoy the calm of green spaces. As the Chinese proverb goes, Life begins the day you start a garden. During both World Wars, governments world-wide encouraged people to… Read more
A Story
A letter during the pandemic
Dear Friend, Today we woke after a night of rain. After enjoying our morning coffee by the fireplace, we began our sparse routine. My husband took Heidi for her long morning walk. I baked Dill Pickle Quick Bread and hubby… Read more
A Story, General
rained gently last night
“Rained gently last night, just enough to wash the town clean, and then today a clean crisp fat spring day, the air redolent, the kind of green minty succulent air you’d bottle if you could and snort greedily on bleak,… Read more
