Way back when this year was young, I brashly published a blog with my list of eighteen things I’d do in 2018.
Tickets to the ballet, La Sylphide, formed part of John’s and my Christmas present from one of my daughters. The gift also included the company of my daughter and three of my adult granddaughters at the theatre last Saturday night.
Writing every day might sound like hard work, but I really believe there are many reasons for taking up this rewarding practice. Continue reading
My idea of blogging for fun worked wonderfully for a while. But at the beginning of this year it met an extreme challenge .