Category Archive: Autumn

Autumn Closing In

As much as I welcome a change in season (sweater season!) in all ways, I’m not at all unhappy about extending my summer—in Bali. The cold comes all too quickly and ferociously in… Continue reading

hello, monday

It’s Monday. Two words: tea and coffee … Winter is afoot. I can feel myself bracing for its arrival. Scarves and hats are sitting in a basket in the hall. The damp mornings… Continue reading

autumn | inside and out

Last week, with time to kill before a bus arrived, I wandered into one of those ‘house and home’ stores. Without fun money to spend, browsing was where it was at. I opened the… Continue reading

stepping into the unknown

This past weekend brought with it some acceptance. I’m laying this hiring nightmare (the “when difficult employers happen to good people” fiasco!) to rest and stepping towards what lies ahead. I’ve stopped dismantling these past… Continue reading

autumn | bringing the outdoors in

Lately, I’ve been scavenging on our ravine walks, gathering fallen leaves, branches and acorns, snipping rose hips and dried grasses and laying them gently in a worn, cloth bag which bears the ravages of… Continue reading

sunday slowly

It was a weekend with few shoulds or must-dos. A chance to sink into pillows with coffee and a book late into the morning. When hunger lured me from bed there was French… Continue reading

the weekend in bits and pieces

My Saturday afternoon walk came to a perfect end at the row of flower shops on Avenue Road below Davenport. The very ones where Zoë and I spent a morning choosing blooms for her wedding. The flower… Continue reading

summer’s remains: alexander muir gardens

Moving back to Toronto has meant that each day brings something incredibly new—and old—my way. Alexander Muir Gardens, my neighbourhood park, is the same park I ran wild in as a child. I’d leave… Continue reading

my lately

There’s an ancient, sprawling oak tree just beyond our living room window. Its acorns are tumbling like mad, ricocheting off fences, roofs and blanketing every inch of ground. Fall has arrived and we’re… Continue reading

weekend comfort

Chicken and leek pot pie. Hot chocolate and all the marshmallows. Books and bed and bed and books. Walks in dappled sunlight. Pie pumpkins in a row. Blankets, slipper socks and no alarm.… Continue reading

cold comfort

Today was a day for bundling. Leaves skittered across sidewalks and lawns, and the wind made cheeks bright. Mitten, scarves, flannel shirts and quilts all came out of hiding. I zipped between appointments… Continue reading

into the woods

This is the time of year for goodbyes. The final remains of summer’s warmth yields to jackets and hands stuffed in pockets by late afternoon. The leaves fall quickly now, gold and burnt… Continue reading

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    The other day while waiting for photos to be printed—and to get out of the stinking heat—I ducked into Urban Outfitters. I'm so not their demographic, but wasting time in air conditioning and browsing STUFF was good enough for me. I did laugh (well ... scoff) at the skimpy Ikat blanket that cost ten billion times what I paid for one in Bali. But then I was lured towards a tabletop of shiny, pretty little things, like dishes for jewelry. And these triangular-shaped glass containers. Not having a hip molecule in my being, I hadn't a clue what to do with them. Was I meant to put a succulent in one? Or jewelry? Suddenly I was overwhelmed by my conspicuousness—People My Age do not lurk here. I took it as a sign to beat it. And then this charming little over-priced plant mister caught my eye. The irony of finding one there when I hadn't been able to anywhere else wasn't lost on me. I took it to the cashier. He swooped it up and said, "I just LOVE these! They remind me of, you know, like Edwardian ladies misting themselves with perfume". I looked at him, suddenly feeling v tired and said, "Um ... it's a plant mister". And he, glaring at me, came back with, "Uh, NOoooo. You put your perfume in it". "Right", I said. "Can you just wrap it in tissue? I'll make sure to spritz myself AND and the plants". Epic Millennial fail ... Nice plant mister. I totally pinched this from my kid @zoe_kate 's Instagram. Because what the hell ... My Nana heart is exploding! Booties stitched by @nadia_c_tan artist extraordinaire. 💓 Lil peaches for breakfast. That is all. 🍑 Sat morning quiet (aka The Teenager is still in the man cave ... )
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