Tag: Seasons Poetry
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Midsummer dreams
Midsummer has a way of making ordinary evenings feel enchanted. As the lake sparkles beneath lavender skies and the moon rises overhead, I find myself lingering a little longer—reading poetry, sharing strawberries on a picnic blanket, and soaking in the quiet magic of the season.
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Springtime Sabbatical
An unplanned sabbatical became an invitation to embrace slow living, spend more time in nature, and rediscover what matters most beyond work.
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A Home Full of Flowers
When my husband asked me last Christmas what I wanted as my gift, I told him: “I want flowers in the house all year long”. As you may recall in my post on how I cope with Seasonal Affective Disorder, I mentioned that fresh flowers or a subscription to a flower delivery service was a…
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Creating light during the January Gloom
I can’t remember the last time I saw the sun. The feeling of sunlight on my face suddenly feels so foreign to me. We’re entering the sixth week of consecutive gloomy grey skies here in Toronto (and the southern Ontario region in general). Aside from very brief pockets of sunshine here and there, we haven’t…
My Turquoise Bag 