Click here if you’d like to hear my semi-cheesy (sometimes bumbling) reading… Dear friends, Not writing. Not posting. Not good. May I say, at least, that since my August 16th post, I’ve been to Scotland, lived in Zhuhai, China, survived a super-typhoon, taught almost 100 students at Beijing Normal University, and navigated life in a … More A Letter: China, and back again.
Granita: Pure fruit, water and organic cane sugar. Three simple ingredients combined make a gateway to being in the now. … More Part I: Granita 2.0
Just when I thought the Halifax romance was over forever, round it came again. And here I am, happy for it. … More Vigils and sunshine palettes.
Christmas. It’s easy as a kid and then it gets hard as an adult and then, wonder of wonders, on the flip side of 55, it starts to get easy all over again. … More A Superbad Christmas
Three years ago, I fell in love with the Atlantic. I jiggered my my life around to live by the sea and since being here, Nova Scotia has pulled me in deeper. Lately, though, I hear Ontario calling. … More A love story, wild cranberries and streetlights.
Malcolm Gladwell sure can write, but did you know he can act? I’m not saying I intend to take the credit for discovering this, but I’m not saying I won’t either. … More Dear Malcolm Gladwell (and me)
Am I fated to a life of the best laid plans? So be it if it means at 55 I am still having adventures. … More Karalee of no fixed Christmas
Welcome to my latest approach to middle-aged living. It comes with a couple of 20-something roomies. … More My 20-something epoch…
I’m back! No, I’m still here. But back having adventures as a 55-year old runaway. … More My crazy life.
One year later, I must say goodbye to The Cave. I will neither forget it nor all that it taught me about home. … More Good bye to The Cave