At Home in the Finger Lakes

A few days ago, I spent an hour or so on Instagram adding several hundred accounts to the list of those I follow. The photos from Europe and the UK in particular have me itching to pack my bags, cross the ocean and immerse myself in the beauty of otherness and be thrilled with whatever…

Local Wines I’m Drinking Lately

I am privileged to live in the Finger Lakes Region of New York State. Specifically, to live between Cayuga and Seneca Lakes. I can drive to a winery in ten minutes or less. They’re so close and there are so many. This summer and fall, I’ve been into whites and Rieslings in particular. Here are…

Day 27: Stranger Things, Wizarding Weekend and Wagner’s

Stranger Things Season 2 was released this morning at 12. I’ve been counting down the days. My daughter and her friend have probably finished most of it by now. As soon as this blog post is done, I’ll be watching episode one. I’m neither a sci-fi or horror fan, last September I binge-watched the entire…

Day 4: To Market, To Market

This is one post in a series about creative living, but the message I am hearing from many different sources and discovering the truth of is this: being a creative person means being a business and marketing-savvy person as well. I grew up shying away from selling or soliciting in any shape or form, whether…

Day 3: Walking on Sunshine

One of the ways I fuel personal creativity is by immersing myself in Nature. I am fortunate to live in the middle of farm fields with hills, valleys, lake and sky out every window I look. This morning I took a truly satisfying walk. I stepped out of the door into the cool sunny embrace…

The Practice of Creative Living (31 Days)

Day 1: Here I Go!   Day 2: Ukulele and Me Day 3: Walking on Sunshine Day 4: To Market, To Market Day 5: One of Those Days Day 6: A Book Recommendation Day 7: Making Magic Means Work  Day 8: Sunday at Bandwagon Day 9: Tulip Bulbs, Dean Koontz and Carrot Cake Day 10: Good…

Finger Lakes Love

Do you ever take where you live for granted? I must confess–I have. Not that I ever meant to, but I allowed my thoughts, the day-to-day stresses of my little world and all the activity in my schedule to blur the beauty of my surroundings. This year I divorced, moved to a new home, worked…