Reading the Signs . . .

A window of a small independent publisher’s bookstore/office, somewhere in Paris’ St. Germain area, if I remember correctly. I have a wealth of bookstore window photos — can’t seem to resist them. And those chairs…

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What she Wore — Knit Dress for Harriet

A bit distracted here with my daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughter Nola visiting for a few days, but thought you might like to see a photo of the little dress I sneak-peeked in this post. Nola…

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(Not) Slaving over a hot stove . . . or How To Delegate, With Wine . . .

Like me, my daughters are decent cooks who like cooking and baking, when it suits us. But we also know how to pick guys who enjoy their kitchen time. And we know how to let…

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Boxing Day changes . . .

 Backing Basking in happiness here. Boxing Day has long been my favourite day of the year — the work’s all done, the fridge is full of leftovers, and there are new books. Never. Never. and…

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It’s Here! Merry Christmas!

There are some holes in my It’s Christmas Now theory, my intention of embracing all the moments of preparation for the Day as part of the seasonal richness. The biggest problem would be that all…

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