Around the world many families have just celebrated Easter and like so many other special occasions, families reunite and spend much needed time together. At least that is what we aim to do, but as hard as we try... Sometimes things do not always work out.

We are an example of one such family this year... After decades of celebrating holidays, birthdays, anniversaries and the like, this year we couldn't have been further apart. Well physically speaking that is... With Tanya away…

There is never anything quite so wonderful, as catching up with old friends. If the friendship is true, then no amount of time apart will diminish it's value, or the excitement one feels when faced with the prospect of a reunion.

Like everyone I have friends, however... unlike everyone else, some of my friends are paintings. How do I explain that to you so…

Softer than a summer breeze, with a touch like no other.

With a brilliance so blinding, each feathers caress so tender, so soft.

The warmth and reassurance of such an embrace, no words could describe.

It could only be heaven sent... Those are the wings of an Angel.

I knew from the moment our eyes met, from the first touch of our finger…

The musical sound of Katie and Garrett’s laughter drifted down into the studio, as I sat distracted for once, from my latest piece. Tanya’s exasperated, “Go away you two” instantly brought a smile to my face as Katie and Garrett made a hasty retreat from the kitchen giggling away like a couple of naughty children.

"My poor sister", my head shook as my smile…

Adding the finishing touches to my makeup I cannot hide my smile or excitement. "Are you ready Eleazar?" "I vant to suck your blood", replies my husband as he sweeps into the bathroom and theatrically drapes his cape clad arm across the lower half of his face. "Oh my", I giggle in response. "You look deliciously evil my dear husband.... and your fangs?", I raise a questioning eyebrow. "But of course my sweet", Eleazar drawls in his perfect Dracula impersonation, instantly flashing them…

We have all heard the old saying of, "One man's trash is another man's treasure". But.. when you find that treasure, the one that makes you catch your breath or your heart skip a beat, (albeit, mine does not do that anymore, but you know what I mean) you cannot help but wonder why on earth someone would discard such a thing of beauty. Holding that particular piece in your hands, turning it around, over or both, inspecting it with a critical eye.. you cannot help but already imagine exactly…

Removing cartridges from pens, black tape stuck to the underside of the mouse, switching around the keys on the desktop computer, hiding the laptop, hiding Katie's shoes, switching Katie's make up... Taking Eleazar's car keys, these are just the tip of the iceberg. Tanya and I have done all of these pranks and so much more over the years. We did however draw the line at our families cars..... until now that is.

I don't know why I had never thought of it before but there it was.... a…

It is no secret that Paris holds a special place in my heart and as much as I love Denali and Forks, in my heart... I will always think of it as home. And as the afternoon grows late and the lights of the city begin to twinkle, I know of no other city where the light turns pink as it does in Paris.

It is the cobbled back streets that are my very favourite, the…

If you google "snowflakes" this is the image you will see.



It is surely a thing of beauty and no two are the same as discovered by Wilson Bently in the 1800's, he loved winter and snowflakes so much so, that he took pictures of snowflakes under his microscope and made this remarkable discovery.

So as I said, "If you google "snowflake" images" that is what…

The heat from the afternoon sun hung like a heavy blanket, that was both intense and suffocating. None of this affected myself or the other inhabitants of the castle, but the town of Volterra itself had grown quiet with most of the humans enjoying their afternoon siesta.

The towns longest established cobbler had not gone home for lunch this day, but instead was snoring quietly as he reclined in his rocker. Protected from the sun's glare by the immense stone wall of his small store,…

Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen,

Voices whisper in the trees, "Tonight is Halloween!"

~Dexter Kozen

With the rising of the moon and the setting of the sun,

Best be on your guard now... as Halloween's just begun.

With the snap of a twig and the hoot of an owl,

Is that a child playing trick-or-treat..... or something more foul.

Everyone knows that it's just for a laugh,

but just to be safe.... better stick to the…

Thirty two days ago, I killed my husbands baby... when it comes down to it...there is really no other way to say it. His immaculate silver Audi R8 Spyder was forced from the road one typical wet Forks morning. Granted... there was an oncoming logging truck, in an out of control sideways slide that was taking every available inch of road. The likelihood of Katie & I walking away without raising serious suspicion was extremely low.... and therefore I made the only decision I could at the…