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We got a gift in the mail…

We got a gift in the mail…

This morning, we got a gift in the mail—all the way from Australia!

First, there was a mug designed by Australian artist Katherine Castle—this one is of a Sugar Glider (an Australian possum). It will become my new mug for my morning Think Drink.

Katherine Castle design

There was also a jar of treats called Australian Bush Honey Candy. Very excellent.

Australian Bush Honey Candy

And finally, two Roland Harvey books: “At the Beach” and “In the Bush”.

Roland Harvey

They remind me of Where’s Waldo? Great books for kids, and kids-at-heart, and kind of a little window into Australia. I really hope to visit there someday.

When you get a package in the mail like this, it’s a bright moment on a cold winter’s day. 😊

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Christmas Eve and Christmas Day

Christmas Eve and Christmas Day

On Christmas Eve, the children are nestled all snug in their beds…

The next day, Ryan builds Frosty a bigger blaze.

Ryan builds Frosty a bigger blaze

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night! 

Cardinals from Bigstockphoto #Fl-20604986

Christmas is coming!

Christmas is coming!

It’s the end of November already and we’re getting in the Christmas spirit. We started by visiting the Christmas Market at Spruce Meadows. Great weather and great food!

Spruce Meadows

We also had a visit with Santa Claus!

a visit with Santa Claus

How are you getting ready for Christmas?

Decorating the backyard tree

Decorating the backyard tree

When this tree was first planted, it was only three feet tall. That was a few years ago and now it has become a Christmas tree. Time to decorate…

decorating the backyard tree

decorating the backyard tree

decorating the backyard tree

decorating the backyard tree

And then, about a week later, after a new snowfall…

decorating the backyard tree

“Those are marshmallow clouds being friendly”

music from bigstockphoto #15214244


Homecoming Magic at Christmas

Homecoming Magic at Christmas

Introducing . . . Homecoming Magic at Christmas.

I wrote a novella! Actually, it’s more like a novelette. That is, it’s quite short. But the eBook is on Amazon for just 99 cents. If you have never read one of my full-length novels, this might be a way of introducing you to my style of writing.

The novella is also available in paperback and, I think, it’s perfect as a stocking stuffer.

Here’s an idea of its size:

Homecoming Magic at Christmas

And this is what it’s about—

There’s some Christmas magic happening in the little town of Gravelton . . .

Julie hasn’t attended the town’s annual Christmas party in six years.

Hoping that everyone has forgotten her long ago embarrassment, she decides to go this year, and gets a ride with her next-door neighbor Rob.

With some major Christmas magic—and a little help from Rob—can she survive another Christmas party disaster?

I hope you enjoy reading Homecoming Magic at Christmas. And I hope the paperback finds its way into a few Christmas stockings.

Christmas Stockings

Holly from photos.com #156039604
Christmas stockings from bigstock.com #388747075

Slow Mail

Slow Mail

There was a time—a long, long time ago—when I used to get home from Wherever, and rush over to the computer. THE computer, because there was only one. THE computer was shared with my hubby and two sons.

I would turn it on, listen for the beeping and humming and whistling of the modem, and watch the little bar move slowly across the screen . . . until it finally (hopefully) said, “YOU’VE GOT MAIL!”

Those were the days of loving this technology.

Now, I avoid email. I have three accounts—one for personal, one for business and another as backup. I suppose I could delete that one, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Not just yet.

I do enjoy the personal account—when there is email from my sisters and cousins. But mostly, that account gets ads: some things I’m interested in, some things I’m semi-interested in, and some things I don’t even remember signing up for.

If I go back even further in time, to when I lived on a little farm in southwestern Ontario, I remember the Mailbox. No, not the InBox, but the actual metal mailbox sitting atop a wooden post at the end of the lane. The long, often muddy, sometimes snowed-in lane. On rare occasions, I GOT MAIL!

Those were exciting times. While I lived on the farm, I had three pen pals. (Not to be confused with PayPal.) A pen pal is someone you met in the classified ads of the London Free Press. If their little blurb interested you (it would be called an “elevator pitch” nowadays) then you could write to the magazine and they would forward your letter. After that, if you were still interested, you exchanged slow mail addresses with your pen pal.

I say “slow mail” but in those days, there was no other kind. I had a pen pal in France, another in Greece, and one in Regina, Saskatchewan. Saskatchewan is a province of Canada, a “prairie” province, also known as “the one in the middle” on occasion.  (Check your atlas.) (Or, more likely, GoogleMaps.)

At the farm, there was also mail in the form of birthday cards. And, at Christmas, there was a multitude of Christmas cards. They were strung on ribbons in the kitchen. I can still remember my mother, sitting at the kitchen table, writing notes in the cards she would send, and addressing each envelope in her beautiful handwriting.

One of the things about COVID is that we seem to be doing more Slow Mail. I got more physical Christmas Cards this year than I have in ages. Thank you very much! It seemed every day, there was another card in the mailbox. The actual mailbox at the front of our house.

In many parts of the city, we have Super Mailboxes. But we still have a mailbox attached to our house. Eventually, I suppose our neighbourhood will get Super Mailboxes too, since most of the stuff that arrives is not urgent—things like flyers, catalogues and “buy this” type of guidance.

You could pick up those items weekly. Or less often.

Or maybe not. In times of COVID isolation, maybe people will start using Canada Post more often. Who knows?

Do you get much Slow Mail? Do you remember a time when that was the only kind of mail? Do you have a Super Mailbox, or do you have a mailbox at your house? Do you think it’s amazing that for about one dollar—much less than the cost of a latte—you can send a hard copy letter or card from Victoria, British Columbia all the way across Canada to St. John’s, Newfoundland?