Goodbye to my 30s

“Perhaps there is some secret sort of homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers. How delightful if that were true.” So goes a quote from one of my favourite books of all time, The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. I came across such a book recently. A colleague and fellow … Continue reading Goodbye to my 30s

Advertisement

The two M’s

I don't know what it is about the fall that makes me suddenly and keenly aware of time passing. Maybe it's the sight of the leaves turning, a bright brave blast of colour before they wither. Everywhere, signs of slow decay. It doesn't make me sad, but it does make me a bit more reflective. Summer, so eagerly awaited, … Continue reading The two M’s

Signs of spring

Spring used to be my favourite season, from the first snowdrop in February, to the delicate drifts of cherry blossoms, the golden trumpets of daffodils and the uplifted chalices of tulips, all the way to the lush blooming of the lilacs and the first roses. On the west coast of Canada, you can mark time … Continue reading Signs of spring