May 20, 2025
This past couple of years, I’ve stumbled into a lovely way to reflect, calm, and breathe. It’s something the leadership team at my church has encouraged […]
May 17, 2025
I have a thing for British tea. After Scottish Breakfast Tea for January and English Afternoon Tea for February, I wanted to try something with a more colorful flavor profile. So when I bumped into Harney & Sons Tower of London Tea, I immediately decided this was the one to try for March.
May 14, 2025
“My, gentlemen, this woman fancies herself an explorer of new worlds — how amusing!” A deep, low humming and grumbling of men dressed in fine waistcoats and alabaster shirts echoed through the room.
May 13, 2025
My morning cardio routine - could be good for you. Trying caffeinated, fasted low-impact cardio.
May 12, 2025
The Gold Persimmon by Lindsay Merbaum is riveting and surreal. At times, I found myself so caught up in the characters' actions that it actually took my breath away, and had me yelling at my Kindle. This book was not what I was expecting from its title.
May 11, 2025
She’s so far away, Rebecca thinks. If I could take her into my arms and hold her forever, I would. But she’s so far away.
May 9, 2025
May 8, 2025
Over the years I’ve had several Standard Poodle Service Dogs. I’ve never trained a female standard poodle to be my Service Dog (SD), and although I wanted a male agency-trained dog, it was not to be.
May 7, 2025
Is this what it’s like to be noticed by a spirit? Is this the language in which they speak? How long would it take before one is drawn completely through to some Other Side?
May 6, 2025
Creativity is my day job. I mean that seriously – I earn my living by creating content in various forms. Editor, writer, photographer, and much more – and it’s all about putting food on the table and keeping a roof over our heads.
May 5, 2025
I was not disappointed by the outcome. It was absolutely delightful. It felt like coming home, if home happens to be the TARDIS filled with friends old and new.
May 3, 2025
The dark windows gaze blankly out at her, and it occurs to Rebecca that in these months of looking at houses, she has developed an eye for the difference between those that are lived in, and those that are empty.