Can’t believe the summer days are waning already, and there’s that edge to the breezes that hint at Fall coming. Takes me by surprise every year. I do tend to be drawn to the same things when I’m lucky enough to be a guest at a friend’s...
We haven’t really had a serious run of hot, hot, humid summer days here this year and in fact I appreciate the lower humidity a lot. So when a string of warm sunny days appeared I spent quite a bit of time out on the balcony — puttering, reading,...
One of the workmen at my friend’s cottage last week had brought a dozen eggs from his wife’s henhouse. Being from different kinds and sizes of hens means the eggs all look different — greens, blues, pinks, oranges, whites. They looked great in...
I buy bananas regularly to use in fresh smoothies every morning. The fridge in my new home is taking some getting used to and the bananas I put in there to conserve their youth and firmness froze over the weekend while I was away. I’ve never seen bananas turn...
These pearls were my grandmother’s, then my mother’s and now mine. I don’t know if I ever heard how gramma came to them — a gift to her from her second husband perhaps, or something she treated herself to on her grand European tour? I do...
Winter weather has come early this year and staying cosy inside with my paints, plenty of fresh flowers, and a hot cup of tea is my solution. Fortunately this city is rich with a tradition of corner Asian grocery stores carrying fresh flowers — tulips, mums,...
I bought this knife when I was 20 or so, living with a group of women friends. My mother had a similar knife in her kitchen — of carbon steel (not stainless) with a wooden handle — so I felt deeply it was just one of those things every girl should have in...
This old jar used to sit on my dad’s desk as his pencil jar, and now it sits on my desk. He used an old Dundee marmalade jar for his pencils when we lived in England, but this jar states that, while the marmalade is a product of Great Britain, it was packed in...
This was gifted to me several decades ago now, and it’s one of the objects in my home whose artistry always entrances. Handmade in Japan, exquisite. Handmade of copper with handwoven copper wire and lined with stainless steel mesh — its perfect for all...
A dozen years ago (or so) I went with a dear friend to her re-vamped, old school house in Fox River, Nova Scotia. On the edge of town was a typical grocery store cum postal station cum antique shop and upstairs there I found this lovely, old British milk jug. On the...
