There is no way of writing this blog entry without sounding like I am sour-graping. Truth be told, I grew up with Valentine´s Day being
There is no way of writing this blog entry without sounding like I am sour-graping. Truth be told, I grew up with Valentine´s Day being
Now that the nights are shorter and sunrise earlier, it is lovely to be back on my favourite path through the fields on my way
“Nothing makes a woman look so old as trying desperately to look young” Coco Chanel On a cold, rainy, grey day in Berlin, my thoughts
There are days that I wish never would have happened, but as an old friend used to say, even the worst days can be chalked
In my young years I took pride in the fact that luck was called a lady. In fact, there were so few public acknowledgments of
I suppose I can claim that I inherited my grandmother’s green thumb. Her little garden was full of potted plants and she hardly bought any