Now that Christmas has come and gone I can unveil a couple of commissions purchased for Christmas gifts. I didn’t want to ruin any surprises. The request was for two pet portraits, a dog and a cat, that included the pet's names. I thought it would be fun to show the before, during and after…

The plans were made well in advance, and like many pandemic plans, they were cancelled. The two Alberta daughters, with partners and kids were scheduled to visit for the first Christmas together in our new house, but days ahead, health orders were issued. Nobody allowed in your home unless they lived there, no more walking…

One day blends into the next so I look at my pictures to remind me of what makes one day different from the rest. Last week was a zoom watercolour class with the amazing David Smith. Most of his sessions are full days and originate from Minnesota meaning they start at 7:00am in our time…

252 days, that’s the official amount of time we've been in some form of isolation or quarantine since we returned home from Bali. Even the salmon are taking precautions. A sad ending: two posts ago I wrote about our friends, a couple, where the husband died suddenly of a heart attack. I am so sad…

You know how it is. Sometimes the days feel repetitive. I have a basic routine that includes my daily walk with the addition of a geocache now and then. Cooking or planning take away meals. Fitting in something creative: painting, knitting, debriefing with C about his woodworking frustrations and successes. Texting with the kids. Reading,…

I have a small cutco knife that fits perfectly in my tiny sized hand, as it did in my mother’s. When I cook it links me to her in a special way. Four weeks ago we lost a dear friend suddenly. They moved to their retirement house last year, but while it was being built,…

Covid has extended my daily walks. Add in my passion for Geocaching and there have been some interesting discoveries. The backstory: Fourteen years (!) ago guests arrived for my daughter’s wedding. On the flight in, in the airline magazine, my BIL read about geocaching, where you use a GPS to find hidden caches, and trade…

Our local radio station declared this week a National Hug an American Day. If the shoe fits, consider yourself hugged. I can't imagine what you are going through. Another morning radio host quoted his daughter who said the US election coverage is feeling like TV's Christmas log – always on and in an endless loop.…

Lifesastitch has recently passed its sixteenth anniversary and my last post was the 1300th. There have been 8551 comments, but that isn't an accurate number, as many followers have been contacting me by email. Apparently my comments feature has been glitchy and not available to all. I cannot figure it out having checked all my…

Having a virus hanging around isn’t enough. When you hurt yourself in attempt to avoid said illness, it adds insult to injury. Or more accurately, injury to insult. It’s a thing. My daughter’s friend twisted her ankle pivoting away from an oncoming unmasked person. My sorry story was a similar scenario. A group of six…