There is nothing like doing nothing by a fire. Well, not exactly nothing, sipping wine and eating Brie on a fig and olives marinated in

It’s unfortunate we cannot see the future, we can only predict it, or hope it will turn out a certain way. Days past are often

So I am freed from the Republic of Gilead and the bitch is dead, so to speak. However, I did appreciate Serena’s compassion (if that’s

I have been pondering for weeks now, what do I blog about now that I have retired my Chatter Creek cottage blog? Well, life has

My dogs make me smile, especially Peanut, who is the baby. Well, actually Peanut is middle age but he’ll always be my baby. He’s the

Meet my alter ego, Olivia Hardy Ray. She’s a bit off, as any alter ego should be. She helps me to see things in the

Reading is the ultimate relaxation, an entryway into fantasy land and the opportunity for compassion and connection. Reading is like religion because it transcends you,

“Friendship is so fragile. It shatters the heart with a word, it’s so difficult to maintain … it can vanish over time, as if it

2017 was not a year to remember for me. It was just as bleak and cold as this photograph. Slapped in the face by mistakes,

My father hid presents under whatever he could find, a new bicycle behind a chair, games and clothes under couches. My mother hid dolls in