I See You
When I was a child, Easter meant getting dressed up in our ‘Easter Best’ – and if you were a little girl, that meant wearing a new Easter hat. Hats were all the rage in the 50’s; every smartly dressed woman and man wore them – it seemed there were hats for all kinds...
I Do This Every Single Week
If it’s Sunday morning, you’ll most probably find me sitting in my chair, in front of the fireplace, with my second cup of coffee. I’ve probably read a couple of chapters in my current mystery novel. But now it’s time to think, then create…it’s time to write to you!...
How Far We Have Come!
This morning I read a social media post that STOPPED me in my tracks! According to this post, it was illegal for women in the USA to open a bank account in their own name until… 1974! While it seems that although many women did have bank accounts and owned property –...
A Heartfelt Letter To You
I’m sitting in front of my fireplace on a rainy Saturday afternoon with a glass of champagne having just finished reading a mystery novel (why not – it’s a cold rainy March afternoon) writing this letter to you. While this is supposed to be a blog I thought I’d...
