Quoth the Raven: “We have a winner”.... At one before midnight, with Edward watching on, I slipped my hand inside a green witch hat and drew...

Hearing Ghosts? The closest I have ever come to an authentic ghostly encounter happened whilst staying in a 16 th century manor house near ...

Appreciative There are just so many sweet souls out there in the ether, otherwise known as the blogosphere. Sweet souls that leave me charm...

Sea Walk I walked out to the sea at midnight. In the roar of the night sea winds, I crossed opalescent white dunes, and stood spellbound und...

Call Me Ishmael I have never enjoyed election season in my country. I find the stakes are far too high and the issues much too serious, to ...

Haunted Houses The Songwriter has an unabashed love of classic ghost stories which has resulted in an impressive collection - more than enou...

Now Open... Keepsake Boxes At The Shoppe of Edward Secrets. Treasures. Keepsakes. For all of us, these are such personal, valuable thing...

The Blessing of the Animals Freshly brushed, with a spring in his step, Edward went to church today. The Sunday dawn gleamed with perfection...

This Very Night On the sea, where the stone cyclops dwells just off shore, and keeps his watch with a proprietary stare on the hillside abov...

Midnight. September 30 Wait. Shhhh! Listen. Did you hear that? No? There it is again, ...

An Audience With Whimsy A friend visited our home for the first time a while back and wandered through every room before turning to me and s...

On Beauty I spent last weekend replanting all the window boxes around my home with fall flowers and had a marvelous time doing so. Now fresh...

The Birthday of a New Season At forty-four minutes and eighteen seconds past eleven this very morning, Edward and I stood at the side of a p...

The Biannual Task I love living in an old house, but I have to admit that there are a few inconveniences, one of which is the decided lack o...

A Wee Bit Of Happiness All throughout my life I have occasionally experienced a feeling I could only describe as a rush of unexpected happin...

Nocturnal There are times, and oh, this is one of them, when my schedule has become just a little later with each passing day, minute by min...

Friends It doesn’t always work out this way but, for me, growing up as an only child was a lovely experience, and one which warmly nurtured...

Ah, Etro “Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way ...

“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” J. R. R. Tolkien For anyone with an artisti...

Edward In His Favorite Chair Home When we brought Edward home, almost four years ago now, he sighed a big sigh, and fell fast asleep in fron...