An Author's Notebook

This one is about friendship. The long-lasting kind. I've just got back from a reunion weekend with my university besties and I'm st...

As I watched my son lope off to catch his school bus this morning, I shed a tear. It was a discreet tear alone in the car - a quiet acknowle...

Gratuitous picture of dogs... I was walking the dog this fine morning when we encountered a cockapoo bounding towards us. It was the epi...

When the sun comes out at this time of year, I want to lie outside and soak up rays like a solar battery. This year, I got an early charge w...

This time last week I dropped off my 15-year old daughter at school for her French exchange trip. In the dark, lamp-lit morning (4:30am), se...

The word march was a misnomer. It was more of a gentle stroll on a mild spring day. A great tide of humanity rolling through the famous str...