This is my 2500th post. I still get up early. It's a relic from the days when I was running my own writing business, editing the ...

She came into my life as a flat pack kit all the way from Alicia Paulson in Oregon. The kit was beautifully presented, with good quality m...

There used to be a time when there were no supermarkets - this was in my lifetime, few people owned a car or a phone, the only screens were...

Maggie rabbit is almost ready for her public viewing. She'll be waiting for you on Monday. So will I. I hope you have a wonderful we...

I'm looking forward to receiving a parcel from Ecoyarns containing some of their beautiful 8ply hemp yarn. I also ordered two Malachit...

Now that I'm not working at writing every day, my days have turned into splendid waves of sewing, waves of family, waves of cooking. It...

The makings of a salad picked fresh from the garden during the week. Usually I make a ritual of sitting down to watch the first ball ...

I watched a BBC documentary on UTube  while I was ironing yesterday. It showed a Hutterite community, living on the Canadian prairies, who ...

I remember the first day I walked into this house and then roamed around the back yard. We went down to the flowing creek, looked at the ma...