The House of Dreams

Finding a nest of your choice is no mean task in the Bay Area, but we managed it thanks to patience and resourcefulness on the part of the husband. We moved in to our new nest this year, so it seems only fitting that I read Anne’s House of Dreams by Lucy Maud Montgomery twice … Continue reading “The House of Dreams”

The Books That Lit Up 2021

There were times in the past year when I felt the old reading habit was flagging. There was simply too much going on to properly immerse in the beauty and peace of it all. Yet, somehow, looking at the list, there is a good combination of old favorite authors, re-reads of a few books – … Continue reading “The Books That Lit Up 2021”

Just a Little?

————— I’ve written before about how one of the best gifts of growing up in a different world from the one I inhabit as an adult is the marvelous gifts of literature that keeps on giving. For instance, this week, I am contending with my love for Anne of Green Gables and its TV show, … Continue reading “Just a Little?”

Imaginating on unbirthdays

There’s a little something that we have been treasuring in our home. It isn’t so much a secret as a quirk really. But it is something that our hearts have grown fond over, an idea that we share with close friends with a stab of joy, pride and a laugh that acknowledges the un-normal-ness of … Continue reading “Imaginating on unbirthdays”

The World of Pure Imagination

The daughter pranced into the home one evening a few months ago, her eyes agog with excitement. She had auditioned and been cast as Willy Wonka, the eccentric chocolate factory owner in Willy Wonka Jr (the musical based on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory). They say Art is Transformative, and it is true. Every time … Continue reading “The World of Pure Imagination”

On The Ribbons of Wonder

The ‘Scenic Highway’ sign brings about an overwhelming goodness of heart; a promise of something worthwhile; a yearning for the treat ahead. Nuts? (Absolutely – especially near the symmetrically placed Almond plantations on Californian highways.) Cuckoo? (Of course! Who wouldn’t be to the musical trilling of the birds?) I poke my head out to inhale the … Continue reading “On The Ribbons of Wonder”