Fizzy yeast and water combine with four cups of flour. A transformation occurs in my mixing bowl. Flour is now alive and growing. Dough doubles in size. Gooey fingers stretch this white lump. I slip it into the oven. Inviting aromas of rosemary and garlic begin to fill the house. Golden focaccia bread slides […]

For the last few years, Don and I have been writing letters to our four granddaughters. Holidays offer a wonderful opportunity to reflect on relationships. Our letter writing lets us do that. We include a photograph of Don and me as part of it. This is another way for us to mark the passage of

Brilliant pots of paint stretch out before me. My brushes and I are ready for a weekend of painting. Stewart Cubley is our instructor and founder of “The Painting Experience.” He is a gentle guide. Unlike most painting classes, this is a meditative journey. It brings us into the present moment. As his website says: