The True Herald of Spring He was the legendary harbinger of Springtime. everything a Robin should be, sitting fat and cocky atop my back ga...

New Inventions Over the past week I have received three emails from friends who have just lost their jobs. Serious jobs, too, jobs that se...

The Alchemist Watching the Academy Awards is a tradition for me. Popcorn, comfy pajamas, fire in the fireplace....all the necessary accoutr...

Pure Magic I sat in traffic on a rainy day, absorbed in browsing through my treasured album of mental pictures, searching wistfully for a fa...

A Favourite Chair This photo is on my desk at all times, within an easy gaze of my eye. To me it is a therapeutic talisman. When I am on...

On A Night Last Week Was I really supposed to sleep? With a moon like that one dangling up in the sky above my window? A moon that sang ou...

"Love..... If you have it, you don't need to have anything else. And if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what els...

Designing Thoughts I have an unabashed love of exuberant rooms; those creative and colourful interiors that speak such engrossing volumes ab...

A Warm Day It was a gift unexpected, but a gift to be sure. It arrived on our doorstep unwrapped but so welcome that, to our eyes, it appe...

Crystal Clear Memories A client once told me that I had “a photogenic memory”. This declaration was made funnier by the fact that she was ...

King Winter From the coldest caverns and the bleakest hills he has summoned them. They have journeyed from the twelfth month through the fir...

Midwinter Fog We awoke to a veiled world, a world transformed by the silvery cloak of a midwinter fog that had wrapped itself around us in t...

Our Anniversary Outside it was dead of winter, all grey blues, shadow, and chill. But past glowing windows that twinkled with whispered so...

Milo Edward has a deal with the Blue Jays. I cannot say when it was struck, nor how, but I am certain it exists. It seems the Blue Jays ar...

Elgol I wrote her a long letter today and remembered.... “You really should go down to the bottom of the hill before you leave”, she said. ...

Oh, What A Beautiful Morning! There’s a bright, golden haze on the meadow, There’s a bright, golden haze on the meadow, The corn is as high ...

Farewell "I do an awful lot of thinking and dreaming about things in the past and the future - the timelessness of the rocks and the hi...

Surely You Jest Last night I dreamed I gave up swimming for Lent. Now, before someone pauses in admiration of my saintliness, let me hast...

Something Shiny Years ago, my neighborhood was carved out of a forest. Nowadays its ancient oaks and leafy poplars provide a canopy over la...

Edward Looks At Rain From the late afternoon on there had been something of a drenched, warm feeling to the early January air; an odd sodde...