Finding inspiration on what to write about doesn’t always come easy or naturally, but at this time of year it’s difficult not to want to share the thoughts and newest memories surrounding the most obvious of events – Christmas. Every year, as the...
Now this post has a title, and a good one at that That’s at least my opinion, while it may not be fact. For it’s not just a series of words side-by-each, But rather the point that I’m trying to reach. I’ve never been great at making decisions,...
It’s going to be a short one today – the house is decorated, the lights are up, the festive sweaters are out and fire is keeping us warm. Without question it is Christmas in the Beandricks’ household. That said there is still but one important...
It was roughly 12:10pm on a late Spring afternoon. I was standing at the door to my house, having come home for lunch but finding myself locked out and no one was answering to the doorbell. It was an unusual break from what had been a rather consistent routine for...
What’s for dinner tonight? From commonly strung together words to form one commonly phrased question in many a household, I’m sure. Tacos? Soup? Sandwiches? Casserole? The answer to the list question is seemingly endless, depending on the level of...
As most of you know, and as I tend to show, I love to write passage in rhyme. It flexes my brain, and allows me to gain more insights to words over time. But lately I’ve thought, with all I was taught, That English is really quite weird. In fact it’s...
Halloween this year was a memorable one. Not because of the cold, the wind, the rain, the costumes, the candy – quite frankly, for no reason related to the traditional celebratory affairs that take place on Oct 31 whatsoever. It was memorable because, at...
Holy moly we live in a beautiful country. From coast to coast, Canada is brimming with undeniable landscapes and breathtaking views and I’ll be the first to admit that I often times take that for granted. When thinking of ‘where to vacation’, my...
It may come as a surprise to you, but our household is one of imagination. Whether we’re prepping for a meal, hanging out in the backyard, running through our chores, or reading on the couch, we have a tendency to invite the creative into our actions with open...
At roughly 7:50am, Sunday morning, I finally give way to the day, toss of the sheets, swing my feet the floor and stretch. I don’t typically sleep this late but it felt a like day deserving of the extra time. Moments, later, by some intuitive power that she...
