London is awash with daffodils, hundreds of varieties and shades of yellow going from frothy lemon to deep orange.  There are traditional King Alfred trumpets, clusters of petals, large cupped, curly cupped, jonquillas and poeticus with white petals, all over the city.  Miniature daffodils dot the verges and graveyards; tall  and short blooms greet us…

I’ve been under the weather. I’d managed to avoid the summer colds going around, the dreaded lurgy rampant on both sides of the pond and anything Malia brought home from college. But I caught something last week and I’m not happy at the moment. “But,” as I said to my school teacher daughter amid her…

It was Mothering Sunday on March 18th…here in England, before you shake your heads! For the first time I was able to celebrate this occasion.  Read on before you are tempted to shake it again! I have been a mother for many years and in America the celebration of my ability to bear children falls…

I’ve always had a good appetite, never one to watch my weight, at least not too much.  As long as I work out and don’t go too crazy with the bread to beat all breads here in England, to say nothing of the cheese, I can eat pretty much what I want to, and I…

One of the evenings Malia was with us we took her to see a play. First we treated her to her favourite restaurant for a hamburger and then bought a couple of refreshments to have while waiting for the theatre to open.  Ideally these would be excellent in a park or churchyard but there were…

Calvert is hosting a free webinar on March 20th at 10 am EST. My friend Gretchen Roe, who is Calvert’s community liaison, is hosting the hour long webinar that will Teach Time Management Skills to Middle Schoolers.  There will also be applications for younger children. Click on the links below to learn more and join…

Last Friday was not normal. I’d pre-recorded my radio show, Malia was in town and we had promised her we would go to Move It for the day to watch her perform. She had to be there earlier than us so we let her go while we got our prayers, journaling and Yoga-ing done.  We…

Sorting through my parents’ papers showed them to be good stewards of their money but for whom? The photographic slides brought them back into my life on the lounge wall, images of how I remembered them, young, confident and attractive, with the high profile job, children at boarding school, cocktail and dinner parties, hob-nobbing it…

My father died three years ago today and his birthday is tomorrow. I wondered why I was in a fog of confusion yesterday and realise the date has its talons in me. Three years ago he was unconsciously battling for his life. My brother was by his side. I didn’t go but spoke some words…

We’ve been here eight months! A lot of healing and changes have taken place. Six months ago I didn’t know if I would ever be able to sell the final foothold in the country of my birth. Now I am looking forward to starting a new life in my adopted country reconciled to the fact…