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A rare occurrence in my life
Hello dear readers, I write to you today from my favourite coffee shop, a latte at hand and a dear friend across the table. Today is writing club, our mostly-weekly meetup to write and yap and drink coffee, not necessarily in that order. Today I have a number of things I’d like to get done,…
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Nocturne sweaters & turkey soup: October so far
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my office, unwelcome sunshine burning through my windows. It’s mid-October and Thanksgiving has passed, but still it feels like early September—and I’m having none of it! But I can’t control the weather, and so I will focus on other things, like writing this hodge-podge list of what…
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One year of blogging like it’s 2008, and other milestones
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my office, drinking coffee from my newly-unearthed autumn mugs. It’s only September 1st, but the weather tells me summer is coming to a close, and so the themed decor has already found its way out of hiding. Today marks exactly one year of blogging like it’s 2008…
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Homemade butter, writing bits, and a serendipitous sewing room
Hello dear readers, I write to you once again from my office, the windows shut tight to the wildfire smoke that’s travelled to us over the mountains. Much of southern British Columbia is on fire right now, and while I’m lucky enough to live near the coast—where the wildfires generally don’t reach—we still deal with…
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Doing too much, as always, and making use of my fabric stash
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my kitchen desk today, a beeswax candle burning before me. It’s only mid-afternoon, but I’m on my second cup of coffee, because this weekend has been busy. I’m not totally certain I’ve mentioned this, but we’re having a storage room built in the garage below our suite¹.…
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Endings and beginnings, once again
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my kitchen desk today, thunderstorm sounds on in the background and a mug of chai tea beside me. Yesterday we had a downpour while all the windows were open, and I’m craving more of that, despite it being the end of June. I have never been a…
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Exploring historic homes & sprouting too many sunflowers
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my office, my basil and pear candle burning next to me. I’ve just spent a wonderful, busy day with my family, touring heritage homes in a nearby city before sitting down for sushi in our backyard. I’ve been enamoured with old houses, especially their floor plans, since…
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Archival practices and a new writing-related journey
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my office, an incredibly large coffee on the desk in front of me. This week was a large coffee kind of week for a number of reasons, mainly because it was so tumultuous. But here I am at Sunday morning, with the entire day stretching out before…
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Big changes, finding where I fit, and closing the circle
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my kitchen desk, my new basil & pear candle¹ burning next to me. Today² was a blur of new things to learn, new people to meet; it was also a reminder of how much I loathe fluorescent lighting. The fluorescent lighting was not my idea, though it…
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Drawing inward to be a better human
Hello dear readers, I write to you from a different place this week: my ancient orange armchair, passed down to me through my mom’s side of the family. It’s actually near midnight on Saturday, with a too-late coffee keeping me up. This was partially on purpose, because I’m one of those people who stays up…
