Sunday’s Child:  Olive Persists – Memoir

Olive was not family. She wasn’t a family friend. I’m not certain I could pick her out in a line up. I remember her as old with curly hair that was starting to grey. Likely she was younger than I am now. She would tell you that she had “lost her figure” like it wasContinue reading “Sunday’s Child:  Olive Persists – Memoir”

HoodooQuest:Sevilla 🍊-Travel

Seville, or Sevilla as it is known is Spain, was a complete surprise. I wanted to go because it evoked images of old culture. Shakespeare and Rossini’s singing barber. I expected the architectural and cultural history detailed in online and in my trusty travel books. Tickets were booked online for the Reales Alcazares. I expectedContinue reading “HoodooQuest:Sevilla 🍊-Travel”

Reflections On Writing – Morning Writing Ritual

I am pleased to wake up to the rain in Porto today. For the last month I have been travelling with my husband. Costa Del Sol. Sevilla. Lisboa. The Algarve. Porto. We have bemoaned the rain on occasion. The plan was to travel in March, before the hoards of people flocked to Spain and PortugalContinue reading “Reflections On Writing – Morning Writing Ritual”

Sunday’s Child Reflects – Ode to Joy – Memoir

My little brother was a good sleeper. His nap time was one of my favourite times I experienced with my father when I made the trip from Vancouver to Los Angeles to see him for summer holidays. When my little brother would go down for his nap, my father would blast his tunes on hisContinue reading “Sunday’s Child Reflects – Ode to Joy – Memoir”

Reflections of Writing 8 – Shakespeare’s 1st Folio in Vancouver

“Now is the winter of our discontent.” Richard III Shakespeare’s words ring just as clear in this time of COVID, floods, and climate change as they did 400 years ago.  The crisis changes.  The characters change.in appearance but not in character. The plot and the theme remain surprisingly the same.  The beauty and authenticity of the written word isContinue reading “Reflections of Writing 8 – Shakespeare’s 1st Folio in Vancouver”

Writing Reflection #4: On Fiction

I have always written in diaries and journals. In the past dozen years, I have also become a blogger sharing my views on food, travel, and a range of other topics related to education. In the midst of all of this writing, I have never really considered myself a “real” writer. It begs the explorationContinue reading “Writing Reflection #4: On Fiction”

Writing Reflection #3: Reading Like A Writer

I started teaching in the heyday of the Writing Process.  It was all about having Post It notes accessible when you came across a great word.  I was teaching Grade 2 with many students learning English as a second or third language.  It was mostly about words and vocabulary development when they marked their books with post its.  However,Continue reading “Writing Reflection #3: Reading Like A Writer”

A Dozen Ways to Find #Joy During COVID-19 Self Isolation

3.  Be grateful for small kindnesses.  After I sent my second letter home to parents and students, I got the gift of a drawing from one of my students for the Easter weekend.  It made my day. 4.  Marvel at Springtime Blossoms and amazing views during physically distanced outings.  The cherry blossoms and the magnoliasContinue reading “A Dozen Ways to Find #Joy During COVID-19 Self Isolation”

Why Blog?

Although I have not always thought of myself as a writer, I have always been one.  I have Holly Hobby diaries recording the events of my life – who I liked, where I had ridden my bike, what Nanny Keenan had cooked for Sunday dinner, what my older sister and cousin said, and who hadContinue reading “Why Blog?”

The Beauty of the Monster Within

The black poster with the gothic lettering did not come under my range of awareness until the third morning that I woke up and crept on to the deck waiting for Taipei to wake up.   The garden space has been created on the deck at the top of the 72 stairs and emerges to claim itsContinue reading “The Beauty of the Monster Within”