5. the Arbutus treehouse came down, now I have a perfect view from my office to my gate 4. Felt overwhelmed having the kids home. Cried. Then Cried some more wondering who needs a Spring Break two weeks long? Well, clearly, my children do of course, but it takes some doing for this writer to […]
We are on Spring Break in this fair land of islands and early spring. But this year it’s two weeks long. That’s why I haven’t been blogging this week, sorry! Two children under the age of 11 have kept this Mummy very busy with shopping for new school clothes, taking them rollerblading in the sunshine, […]
Ok. This post is not about professing love for our leaders. I want to write instead about today. It was a good one, especially considering how I got home from dropping the kids and came home to a garage full of water and an hour with the shop vac to stem the flood from the […]
Something I’ve been looking forward to all week is the coverage of our Prime Minister’s trip to Washington to see Barack Obama. I was glued to the National last night and I poured over photos today and yesterday. The ultimate was watching them hold a baby (it made my day). The thought that like attracts like, and for […]
I started a process today to create my stories into paperback format. This is very exciting for me and make take a while to figure out but I am ready! This will allow readers to have the option of either downloading an ebook or buying my books to add to their libraries or give books […]
My kids 8 & 10 both rode their bikes to school today and I wondered what it would be like not having to drive them. So this is what the morning looks like for me. I am updating my blog, in my dressing gown, eating chocolate birthday cake (with raspberry jam for icing in the […]
Ok, I just love these “lend a hand ideas.”
As an island we feel so lucky that a Syrian family has come to live on Gabriola. My daughter just moved the furniture in her room around and I have a huge stack of books. My first thought was why not try to see if the Syrian family would like them. Last week, my son […]
J.E. Reddington 