The space of place.

A letter to myself on my 25th birthday.

Is there anything more delicious than a booklist?

This note will turn into something more, but suffice it to say for the moment that I usually take the whole month of January to reflect on the year I've just lived, and the one I am welcoming. The one I am turning towards.

On Ash Morning and the concept of Bright Sadness.

When I was 23 years old, I hopped on a plane with a one way ticket.

A thrill of hope - a holiday reflection.

A booklist inspired by the Spanjer sisters.

This summer has brought a boat load of change, some anticipated and much entirely a surprise.

To remember this season by.

A booklist that sees me returning to myself.

A letter to me.

An ode to my house here in Ottawa.

A booklist - my favourite thing!

Each year I make a booklist. It is the highlight of my year!

Reading during the most severe lockdown in British Covid history.

On becoming wide open and being made whole.

This was the year that I swore to take hold of my life.