I know some people are not fond of Halloween, but I have such great childhood memories going trick or treating with my siblings in our small Connecticut town. There was a cemetery across the street from our Dutch Colonial house. We would run by it really fast imagining all sorts of ghoulish things, squealing the…
I don’t know if I have confessed that I do not like to shop. I really dread going to the store, especially if I need new clothes or shoes, or heavens forbid, a bathing suit or underwear. But I do have one or two favorite stores because they don’t feel like a chore, but rather…
A year ago today, I sent my first blog post of Life at Bella Terra. It was an intimidating moment, because I thought “who would ever want to read this?” I don’t consider myself a very good writer and I’m really trying to improve upon that. But your words of encouragement have brought me back…
When I was in 11th grade I worked over the Christmas holidays at our local florist, Johnson Flowers and Gifts in Norwich, Connecticut. In hindsight, I wish I had paid more attention to the ins and outs of flower arranging, but being 17, I’m sure I was more interested in boys vs. blossoms. Over the…