The lilacs are in bloom. I inherited two in my yard: a rare white beauty and a light pinky purple. It is a sweet pleasure to take in the familiar but fleeting scent.

Is there anything more giving, more generous, than a tree full of BLOSSOMS?!?!? Behold… eye candy!

And it’s only the Saturday night before.

What you don’t realize is that she expects a Mother’s Day weekend. A husband sneaking off to the grocery store on Sunday morning to buy some last minute wilted chrysanthemums dyed in blue, yellow, and neon pink is not her definition of Cherished or Seeing What She Does For This Family.

Oh the poetic brooding of a rainy day. I am trying out my new fountain pen with the new ink. The kind of situation where there is old ink left in the ink and the new ink has yet to flow through. If my writing changes colour, will the mood change, too? Like a sort of mood ring? Going from calm blue ink to a confused purple and finally an angsty red? 

Let’s celebrate by going to a few stationery stores and running a contest. We are visiting Wonder Pens and Phidon Pens.

A letter falls out of a book from the book fair. And a love story starts.

This has always been my favourite holiday photo. To me it is everything beautiful about the life I lived in LA. To the side is Catherine O’Hara. In my world she wasn’t centre stage. She was just part of the same friend group.

This letter was sent out last January 2025. If you’d like to get fun letters in the mail, subscribe at the Etsy shop. Each letter comes with an art print.

Oh my stars they have arrived! My brand spankin’ new set of notecards and journals have been published. They are BEAUTIFULLLLLL.

A friend died too young. Snuffed out in his prime. I still can’t believe I won’t see him again. So of course, now he is everywhere.

I explore the quiet joy of making art by hand in an age when AI can mimic almost anything — except the human heart behind it. Discover why a simple “quiet hello” in the mail still matters, offering comfort, connection, and a small treat in a digital world. It’s a reflection on the value of handmade work and why our human impulses are more worth celebrating than ever.

Real letters are more than mail — they’re keepsakes, pauses, and tiny hugs in a fast-paced digital life. Rediscover the joy of real letters with Cottage Letters — each one a personal story, poem, and art print mailed just for you.

What do you do when there is a strike? Well there are some practices that need practicing. Let’s navigate this one together.

“And all at once, summer collapsed into fall.”

Oh Oscar Wilde sure could whip up a nice quote.

If I were to coach someone on STARTING a creative practice, it would be this 5 step process.

Sometimes the best adventures are just down the road. In this post, I share the quiet joys of exploring familiar places with fresh eyes.

This is my summer book haul from a recent trip to London.

Why is the lap blanket an image reserved for the elderly? For one, the elderly have lived long enough to know a good thing. A warm set of legs keeps the whole body feeling cozy out there on the cool patio.

Gingham dresses are back with the warm weather. Plus, I’ve whipped up a new set of notecards in the shop… featuring, you guessed it, gingham dresses.