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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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Things won’t always go according to plan
Hello dear readers, I write to you from our kitchen with rain pouring down outside. It feels very much like spring has gone back into hiding, leaving us in the middle of February once again, despite the equinox having happened over a week ago now. Things are all mixed up here as well, and this…
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A new way of sharing & documenting my writing / a collection of thoughts
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my kitchen desk on what feels like the first day of spring (despite it still being winter). It’s late afternoon and the sun is shining through the windows onto my back, and I would love nothing more than to lie down in a patch of sun and…
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Nothing matters as much as you think it does
Hello dear readers, I write to you from my kitchen desk, a hand-rolled beeswax candle burning nearby, along with my second cup of caffeinated¹ coffee in hopes that I can kick the migraine I woke up with. The migraines have, thankfully, been fewer and further between, but they’ve come back with force these past couple…
