I asked my maternal grandmother once what her childhood Christmasses were like, whether, on the farm in a deep Manitoba cold just into the 20th century, she had received many, or any, gifts. Sometimes an…
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Happy Easter to all of you! I’m illustrating my sentiments with a photo of a vase left by my mother — who died five years ago yesterday, on Easter Sunday — filled with a few…
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Next week, posts on my bread-making (with links to a Sourdough Bread recipe) and on my newly completed Birkin sweater (shown in yesterday’s Instagram post), but for today I just want to get us outside,…
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What a weekend! We loved the Vancouver Opera Festival’s fresh production of The Marriage of Figaro; it was grand to have my GF check out our guest facilities here and to have two good long morning chats…
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We’ve been planting on the terrace — dreaming of it someday being festooned with fragrant honeysuckle so that we might be constantly pestered by hummingbirdds. . . . 1. The first thing I would have…
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