I’m a bit late on the bandwagon, I know… but I’ve just started reading Donna Tartt’s newest book, The Goldfinch. I was a little hesitant to even begin it, despite all the praise I’ve heard. My experience last fall with Eleanor Catton’s book, The Luminaries, put me right off “big” books. And when I say “big,” I mean …
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Today High Heels in the Wilderness is one year old. So my blog is old enough to start to walk a little, and say first words… and eat cake. But with much, much more learning and growing to come. Yep. That about sums it up. This first year has been a huge learning experience for …
Last year. Today I’ve been thinking about last year. When we escaped the endless winter by going south… twice. When we spent two weeks before Christmas in Costa Rica. A week on the west coast at a small resort near Quepos, where there was warmth and colour. And no snow. Hubby snapped this view on a day …
The view from my window these past three days has varied, to say the least. From brown grass and ice-covered river, to sideways snowfall, to nothing while the freezing rain pelted my window and obscured the view altogether, and finally to a limp, iced-over, sodden mess of frozen tree branches, melting snow, puddles over ice, and ankle deep …
I have had to transition my work-a-day wardrobe into an all-weekend-all-the-time wardrobe since I retired. I’m calling it my Sunday style.
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