Back to the barre

For most of my adult life, a pair of worn ballet slippers has lurked at the back of my wardrobe—a poignant reminder of something that was important to me as a book and dance-loving child and teen, but that I’d lost sight of as the years slipped by.  Those shoes...

Springing forward

When February slips into March and, irrespective of whether the new month comes in like a lion (as it has for my friends in the UK), or a lamb (here in the Rideau Valley), it’s the time of year when my thoughts always turn to my life in England. Although there...

Courage…and “learning to dance in the rain”

If you read my first blog of 2018, you know that the word I’ve chosen to guide me this year is “courage.” Like all of us, my life has had its ups and downs. It’s through troubles, though, that I’ve found hope and inspiration to help me...

Endings and new beginnings

The leaves on the maple trees are changing from green to red, yellow, and orange here in the Rideau Valley, and as another summer transitions to autumn, endings and new beginnings are much on my mind. English Rose started high school this week, a major life milestone...