In six days Meggie and Theo will be in my arms. Well maybe not Theo so much – I’ll get a big hug…

I love those moments of clarity that smack you with the force of a fly swatter. For the past three years, I…

Ralph and I are moments away from finishing the patio area on the south side of the back shed. He’s making raspberry…

I am loving my gardens! In three years and a kabillion woman-hours later, my flowers are spilling over one another. The sad…

What a fantastic weekend! When you live in Atlantic Canada, weather is not something taken for granted. We don’t wake up knowing…

Roma was the final chapter in our Italian odessey. Despite the soaring temperatures, train loads of tourists, wild traffic, brutal car exhaust and sore…

So many wonderful things were happening that by the time we left Venice for Florence, it was clear to us that we…

Spending an Italian holiday with three of my closest friends is a bucket list scratch. Each of us has experienced life changing on a…

Just checking in… We leave this morning for Roma. Three days will not be enough to discover all the beauty but we intend to…

what’s the likelihood that four women could holiday together and find bliss… we landed in Venice – whisked to the pier, ferried to…