A sudden thought startled me awake at 3:00 a.m. Oh no, where is my garden angel? The one at the house in the rain forest, who for 18 years, protected our periwinkle, iris and bamboo. The guardian angel that watched over a sweet sixteen party, our games of bocce and the white tented wedding rehearsal…

It was a good thing that I scheduled the Chinese brush painting for earlier in the month (my posts have been a week or two late), because the latter half was moving mayhem. How did we open so many boxes while at the house for such a short period of time?  And if we acquired nothing while…

A little over a year ago we were living in our house in the rain forest, dreaming of finding our forever home. We zoned in on White Rock, a seaside community, a place we thought we could never afford. I researched what it had to offer as a community and something caught my eye –…

Times have changed in the 40+ (!) years since I finished my undergraduate degree. Googling crazy college stories you get a top ten list, a wide variety of tales from Tinder to other types of hook ups. We probably had our share of similar arrangements in my day, think the Summer of Love, but out of…

Taken out of context that could have dire implications. In child bearing years anyway. Or for certain situations such as a job interview. For me, it's sticking to a weekly blogging schedule. In retirement. Can you imagine I've given up my career and still lack time? I was warned by very wise people that this…

Having our life's belongings packed up and ready to go has allowed us lots of flexibility. The past two weeks were spent in Calgary, Alberta for a family Easter celebration.  Who would have expected a white Easter? Certainly not me, the British Columbian weather wimp, but apparently there can be snow during any month in…

My eldest daughter's and my names are blends combining the first and middle names of a number of family members. Elina's has part of mine, my mother's, my MIL's, our sisters, my cousin… Throw in her middle name, Marie, and at least four more are covered.  Mine is a combination of my mother's and grandmother's,…

Oh that feeling of completion. From finishing a years-in-progress knitting project to finalizing the tax returns to small endings like using up the last of the blue cheese dressing and tossing the jar into glass recycling. More space in the fridge and one less thing to think about moving, storing or giving away. I'll be glad…

What could that title possibly mean? There's a simple explanation: On the set of the Christmas movie, in which C and I were acting as artists at a craft fair, C had an extensive conversation with the movie's Santa. C proudly showed him the picture of his post Camino beard. With a beard like that,…

Some of you will remember that satirical David Frost news show, circa 1964, one of my dad's favourites. This will be one of those minutiae of life posts, a genre I generally don't appreciate, so popular on social media sites such as Facebook. But it was an interesting week, to me at least.  Monday: after a fun weekend with Blogless…