Hickory Dickory Dock….Angelina Ballerina…Mickey…Three Blind Mice. Mice are abundant and as children, we look at their cute fuzzy faces and quivering whiskers with delight. I remember more than one spring, at my family’s cottage in South-western Ontario, where we found …
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I was born of practical people. If we could do it ourselves, we did. And my parents could – and still can – do just about everything! I guess I’ve inherited that sense of independence, and dare I suggest it, …
Tomorrow morning, bright and early, the moving truck will arrive. It will trundle up to my driveway after having made its way along the torn up streets in my neighbourhood, ready to whisk me away to the next chapter of …
Last week, I let go of my wedding dress. A few years ago, I wrote a blog about the art of letting go. This was a bit different. In the throes of downsizing, I’ve been decluttering, visiting the dump regularly, selling …
I think I got lucky. I think I got really lucky. A couple of months ago, I found the smaller house I’ve been “sort of” looking for on and off for the past year. It’s been time to downsize for …
I love spring. Every year I wait for the snow to melt, eager to start lifting up the heavy, wet leftover leaves in my garden to see the beginnings of signs of new life. Slowly the whole world comes to …
