I’ve been keeping a secret. Actually, I haven’t been keeping it very well, because it’s been slowly leaking out among close family, friends and colleagues, like air from a balloon. But its getting closer, so its time to let it …
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I hate November. For me, November is the cruellest month. The gloriously coloured leaves have fallen from the trees like tears. We’re all a bit hypoglycemic after tumbling from our Hallowe’en sugar high. The joy of one extra hour of sleep …
I’m a person of some faith – and many friends – so the “walk alone” in this title of this post isn’t meant metaphorically, but in this case more tangibly. I wrote about “women’s best friend” a few years ago on …
I love fall. Crisp sunny days. The crunch of leaves under your feet. The first Macintosh apple. Watching squirrels pack away enough food for winter. Skunks ambling up the boulevard. Well, maybe not that last one, but you get the …
Yesterday, as I was driving home, I saw my first flock of starlings this fall. They were dancing across the sky, magically swooping and twirling as one single unit. I’ve always been astounded at how birds do that. I know …
I’m reading a book called The Happiness Curve. It posits that our 30s and 40s are the most unhappy decades of our lives – where stress lives and where things bottom out, so to speak – and that in our 50s, we …
