Does anything say early-Christmas-dinner-in-a-crowded-apartment like homemade mincemeat tarts, Sorels stacked in the doorway, and handknits worn goofily to cook in? Read on and see . . . I didn’t take any pictures of the snowy…
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Over at Paris Parfait, Tara’s posted the most wonderful photos of exquis shop windowsthat make me want to head to the airport right away. Since she posted this, she’s also posted other magical and fantastic…
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Our friend and neighbour, Graeme Ellis, a senior marine mammal technician with Department of Fisheries and Oceans, sent us this picture of Orca whales immediately in front of our home on Friday. Of course I…
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Besides so often arriving home on Wednesday too tired to feel enthusiastic about shoe-blogging, I’m running out of shoes that deserve a post. Yes, there are more shoes in my wardrobe, but I’m not sure…
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In addition to yesterday’s tidbits from Nancy Milford’s Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay, here’s a deliciously cheeky line from a letter she wrote to her publishers. Having been drawing advances from…
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