Letters, ledgers, love notes, life of long ago living in between the lines.                 Daring adventures, dreams,  lists of wants and needs. Bits and pieces of someone who once…

                Reading is a drug. The first line takes you on a trip that can last a lifetime. Sacha, like a million other people, has taken many trips with Harry Potter. Seven in fact. Seven…

Being a kid in the country meant being free to do what I wanted to do pretty much all of the time. Unless I was at school or had chores to tend to. I grew up in a small rural…

                A French antique folding fan. Hand painted on canvas. A young woman with a simple black ribbon tied flirtatiously, leans against a stone railing. Waiting… and gives a hint of a smile. Behind each…

                A Thanksgiving tradition from back home… My Mother prepares the Thanksgiving meal. Every year one of the traditional things that she makes (other than mashed potatoes and turkey,) are butter cookies that she cuts…

                Late last night the house was quiet even though a storm brewed outside. Tip toeing I went upstairs to go to bed. Sacha called out my name, "Mom?" Funny, the thought came to mind,…