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April, Come She Will
A dear friend sent me the most beautiful CD of clear lilting music. She listens to it during facials and bought two copies, one for me. Track two is particularly lovely – it’s music…
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Walk Away Renee
A few years ago, I stumbled upon a song that I suddenly realized is forever part of my life’s soundtrack. When it came on the radio that day, I was instantly transported to my hometown’s Main St. walking…
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Daisy Chain
My passion for daisies knows no bounds and I’m spotting the free-spirited perennial on nearly everything around me. Yesterday I found a vintage silk scarf by famed scarf designer, Vera, peeking out from a…
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Cape Town
When I buy something online, I always like to read the reviews first. They can tip you off to mistakes waiting to happen. But most reviews I find, are quite positive. Best of all, some…
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The Power of Tea
There are no less than three tea shops in the neighborhood where my new job is located. My favorite is a rather plain little spot that is wonderfully quiet and peaceful. A young man waits…
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What Would Cissy Do?
Do you remember them? They are the Davis family from the sitcom Family Affair. Naturally, I aligned with Cissy, the eldest sister. Family Affair was one of those shows that I only saw…
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Of the Commonplace
Not too long ago, I happened upon a notebook I kept when I was a young married wife. It was tremendously fascinating to me. And although it had lists of homekeeping things such…
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Point me toward tomorrow
I love reading about pioneering women. How brave they were to leave all they knew and loved back East and head out into the uncivilized unknown. They often brought cherished talismans from home: …
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Inconsequential Miscellany
Speaking of brooches, I just love the cheeky one on the top of this model’s hood. I suspect the image may have been styled by the great Diana Vreeland who was fearless in her…
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Starry, Starry Night
A few years ago for a time, I was bullied at work. The day I returned from Christmas vacation that year, my boss asked me to meet her in the conference room. I…
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Just Beyond the Page
This is Jean-Honoré Fragonard’s painting, A Young Girl Reading, 1770. The reader is enraptured with her book but her mind is soaring with vivid imaginings born on the pages. I see her as a lass…
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On the Twelfth Day of a Feminine Christmas
I have a love/hate relationship with New Year’s Eve. In New England the weather is almost always seasonably frigid and it just seems cozier to stay tucked indoors. But tradition calls for…
