Just now I let the dog out for his final spin around the "poo-tio." A light snow is falling and a sugary dusting is already...

Winter has settled in ~ along with the wind and the cold. The loveliness of it delights me, in spite of frosty windo...

Tonight there are no little ghosts and goblins knocking at our door. Halloween in York was postponed until Saturday. The streets are quie...

I have been reading Diana Henry's book Plenty , reveling in the wholesome goodness of her recipes. The sort of dishes that remin...

My mother remarked this morning that the seasons in Maine change quickly, and arrive promptly. Indeed, fall is here. The leaves are ju...

It seems strange to be posting these images from the summer, as we have just had our first frost up here in Maine. Since I last ...

Over the weekend we took a quick trip up north to see about a house. And I was able to explore our new town for the first time. It ...

The gentleman has a theory that if doors keep opening, one should probably take that as a hint. Last week, one such door opened for us, b...

We went walking in Georgetown two sunday evenings ago. The sun was low on the horizon, and the sidewalks were littered with piles of ...

There is something so poignant about those first brave signs of a northern spring, when the cold winter greys blush with the colors of a ne...

Blae , the Scottish word for blue-grey. The coolest of all colors. A very happy Easter to those celebrating this weekend. And happy sprin...

The colors of Skye: mossy green, salty blue, silvery grey, peaty brown, with a touch of mustard yellow and purple heather. In other words...

Several months ago, while in the planning stages for our Highland adventures, my father called me up. "Why Skye?" he ask...

Driving through the Highlands, feeling the vastness of the land and watching the clouds descend over the mountains, is a truly hum...

Honestly, there are no words. Have you ever been so moved by a place that it makes you want to cry? The Highlands of Scotland are ...

On the corner of Oglethorpe Square, framed by old oak trees, stands the Owens-Thomas House , a rare surviving example of Federal architectu...

I went to Savannah. Three days, two nights. An escape to some green, southern perfection, in the midst of a grey mid-Atlantic winter. Sunli...

Last week we hopped in the car and headed north for a long weekend. First stop ~ New York, for all of the festivities surrounding the annua...

I always look forward to a new year. I love the quiet and calm that new year's day brings, and the sense of hope one has for the coming...

A winter storm chased us as the gentleman and I drove back from Michigan on tuesday. Snow softly blanketed the landscape as we traveled in ...

This past weekend the gentleman and I attended evensong at the National Cathedral to celebrate the fourth sunday in Advent ~ a lovely remin...

Season's Greetings friends! I was just saying to a colleague that we should be able to add two hours to each day in December ~ there is ...

No inscription or date, but if you look carefully you'll see the turkey front and center. A Thanksgiving meal of a day gone by. {click ...