It is days like these when winter in Ottawa feels like a bit of a gift…

😆

Flashback to opening every present of my entire childhood.

Thank you for continuing to champion your cultural (his)story. The experiences of Japanese Americans and Japanese Canadians during WWII is so woefully absent from historical memory as to barely even merit a footnote.

Warmth and comfort… who doesn’t want that?!

I am fascinated by the immediate difference Edison lights make to the ambiance of any space where they are added. Is it the warmth of the yellow light? The nostalgia of the bulb style? Either way, I am a fan.

Brushes and paper wait.
Inspiration eludes me.
The ink dries out, again.

The story of Nancy, Beth and George as they enter their perimenopausal years...