The art of postcard writing is slowly dying out... I was once a postcard maniac, nowadays - not so much. Writing instead of texting/mailin...

I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike! I never fail to think of this song by Queen whenever I think of bicycles ;) However, I...

Where I live seems pretty straightforward at first. But then, it's also not. Where I live - as in a country, is straightforward enough,...

I am a sucker for roses! Some people find their smell too sweet, cloying, heavy and steer clear of it in all shapes - whether from actual f...

Gold. Wealth. Richness. Abundance. Avarice. So many big words, notions, in such a small word. Even though I'm a Leo, gold was never one...

I was never a morning person. I do thrive in sunlight and my brain and my body function better when its light and bright outside, while cor...

Oh well, since this space has been completely mistreated and neglected for a long while, let's jump start this blogging malarkey by par...

What's a woman without her 9 to 5? A question I ask myself often these days. Who am I without an office to go to? Without an immediate ...

When walking to work every morning I have to pass through a rather narrow street the actual width of which does not prevent drivers from sp...

It's been a tough few days with a sick child in my household so there wasn't much sleeping going on actually. Here are the snippets...

Although my first preference is to go off somewhere hot and sunny and spend the rest of my life in tropical climes, this first burst of sno...

Life's too busy and complicated at this moment for me able to think straight let alone write.Or rather, I have to think straight a l...