The Canadian Chronicles

I wanted to cry when we left Cape Town.  Through all of my travels I don't think I ever felt this way leaving another destination.  What...

I have a new friend.  I'm naming him Bill Murray.  He is brown, furry and makes daily appearances outside my kitchen window.  He is a gr...

Three gray, cold, rainy days in a row and I'm beginning to wonder...."what was I thinking?".  I am here, against my better j...

No matter how neat, clean and organized I leave the farmhouse at the end of the summer, the first week back is spent doing those same things...

May....so much to do, so little time!  I remember how busy May was when the kids were in school and I figured once they were grown and gone ...

We are still alive and well here in Houston, the new Venice of the south.  Even though you have not heard from me in weeks, it isn't bec...

I wrote this post a long time ago and never published it.  I reread it last night while I watched our dog, Sadie, try to figure out what to ...