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Friday
Nov282025

The 5H Origin Story

Looking back to where it all began

It started in a bustling aisle, with sore feet and a full heart. For the twenty-somethingth time, I was weaving my way through the One of a Kind Show in Toronto – my longstanding holiday ritual. I went for the same reasons I always did: to feel the buzz of creativity in the air, to see what clever new things people had dreamed up, to say hello to familiar makers and discover new ones. Some years I bought more, some years less. But I always came away instilled with the spirit of giving. 

That particular night, I came home happily tired, bags parked by the door, brain humming with colours, textures, and conversations.

The next morning, on my way to another handmade market – because of course one wasn’t enough – something clicked into place. Somewhere between brushing my teeth, grabbing my keys, and heading out the door, I realized the way I was thinking about gifts had changed. It wasn’t just what I was giving that mattered. It was how I was giving, and who was touched along the way.

I could see a pattern in the gifts that meant the most. They weren’t the biggest. They usually weren’t the most expensive. But they carried thought, story, and a sense of care that went far beyond the price tag.

By the time I was halfway to that second market, a simple idea had taken shape.
I called it my 5H Code of Giving.

Homemade. Handmade. Healthy. Helpful. From Here.

At first, it was just a private promise: from now on, my gifts needed to meet at least one of those Hs. Over time, that little personal code grew legs and wandered out into the world.


Homemade – made by you, with time, care, and intention

Homemade gifts were my first love.

They showed up as photo books and calendars I created to share my memories in print, or “IOU” cards for portraits and family photos that would be taken once the wrapping paper had settled. Sometimes they were jars of jam, tins of cookies, my famous spaghetti "kit", or a handwritten promise of “lasagna delivery” in February, when everyone’s energy (and inspiration) runs low.

Homemade isn’t about perfection. It’s about saying, “I thought of you while I stirred, stitched, edited, baked.” It’s time, turned into something you can hold.


Handmade – created by someone’s hands, heart, and skill

If Homemade is “I made this for you,” then Handmade is “They made this for you, and I wanted to support their craft and delight you.”

This is where markets sing. Wheel-thrown mugs with thumb-print dimples. A linen tea towel stitched by a local textile artist. A small-batch candle poured by someone who knows their way around wax and wick. Creativity that wows.

Handmade gifts carry two stories at once – the maker’s and the giver’s. When you choose Handmade, you’re not just crossing someone off a list; you’re helping keep a creative practice alive.


Healthy – nourishing for people and the planet

Healthy arrived next, as I noticed how many thoughtful gifts were really about well-being.

Sometimes Healthy looks like self-care: gifts that say, “You matter too.” A soft pair of lounging socks and a good novel. A journal and pen for self-learning. A bath soak, a face mask, or a voucher for a massage. Even a simple “rest kit” – tea, a candle, and explicit permission to disappear under a blanket for an afternoon.

Sometimes it’s movement – a yoga pass, a walking date, a pair of mitts tucked around a thermos of hot chocolate and instructions for “one January walk together.”

And sometimes Healthy is about the planet: gifts made from reclaimed materials, sustainably produced goods, or simply less stuff and more experience. Healthy gifts ask, “Will this nourish someone – body, mind, or world?”


Helpful – a service, skill, or support that makes life easier

Helpful slid into place when I realized how often the most appreciated gifts weren’t really “for” the recipient alone – they were for the wider world, too.

Sometimes Helpful looks like giving in someone’s name: a donation to a charity they care about, school supplies through a global aid organization, a contribution to a local shelter, literacy program, or food bank. It’s a way of saying, “I see what matters to you, and I want to help move that forward.”

Helpful can also mean choosing makers and businesses who build generosity into their work – artists who donate a portion of their sales, social enterprises that employ people facing barriers, products that fund clean water, mental health supports, or community programs. Your purchase becomes a small act of solidarity as well as a gift.

And yes, Helpful is still the hands-on stuff: promissory notes for snow shovelling, untangling a photo library, child-minding so tired parents can have an evening out, or offering rides and errands when someone is overwhelmed.

Helpful gifts say, in one way or another, “Let me lighten the load – for you, and for someone else who needs it.”


From Here – rooted in your own community and local economy

The last H, From Here, is where my Niagara heart really dug in, but of course, "here" is your "here," whereever that may be.

I’d already seen how much impact it makes when people choose local – whether it’s VQA wine, books by local authors, tickets to nearby theatre and concerts, or shopping trips to locally-owned stores. Every time we buy from here, we keep money, energy, and possibility circling close to home.

From Here might be a bottle from a nearby winery or craft brewery, a piece by a local potter, passes to a regional gallery, or a gift card to that local restaurant. These are often the same businesses that hire local students, sponsor kids’ teams, donate auction prizes, and quietly show up when your neighbours need help.


Thirteen years on…

What began as a “it's cool they all begin with the same letter” musing has turned into a lifelong filter.

The 5H Code has guided my holidays, birthdays, thank-yous, and “just because” surprises ever since. It’s helped me spend more thoughtfully, shop more locally, and feel better about what I’m putting into the world – one small, human-scaled gift at a time. Used as a filter, it's actually lightened my holiday shopping load! 

And here’s something I was gratefully reminded of recently: you don’t have to do it perfectly for it to matter. Some years, most of my gifts hit one or more of the Hs, but not always all, and that’s all right. 5H Giving was never meant to be another impossible standard. This time of year comes with too many of those already.

You don’t have to do it all to make a difference. Even one Homemade card, one Handmade gift, one Healthy act of self-care, one Helpful donation, one purchase From Here can shift the way giving feels – for you, for the recipient, and for the community around you.

Now, 5H isn’t just my personal checklist. It’s an open invitation:

To give in ways that are:

  • made by you, with care
  • crafted by real hands
  • nourishing for people and the planet
  • genuinely helpful
  • rooted in the places you call home

That’s how it started. That’s still what it’s about.

Five little Hs, steadily changing how we give – and how it feels to do it.

 

My original origin story, written in the moment 12 years ago, is here.

The adorable drawings to illustrate the Hs were a kind gift from Laura Wills, Messenger

Tuesday
Apr052022

"I don't know what I think until I write it down."

Years and years ago, I pulled my car over to the side of the road so I could write down a quote that I'd just heard uttered by Neil Peart while talking to Shelagh Rogers on "The Next Chapter" on CBC Radio. In answer to one of her questions, Neil said, "How do I know what I think about something until I write it down?" I was struck by that so intensely because I thought I was the only person who felt that way. I knew that writing things down often revealed my deepest thoughts that I wasn't aware of until the pen was in my hand. 

It was a few more years before I found out that Neil was paraphrasing Joan Didion, who said, "I don't know what I think until I write it down." Or maybe it was William Faulkner's, "I never know what I think about something until I read what I've written on it." Or it could have been Flannery O'Connor, who said, "I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say." Regardless, clearly I am NOT the only person who ever felt this way and I’m in pretty stellar company! 

I’ve never had a consistent journaling practice and I’ve never really even tried. I write from time to time when inspired, and things that seem helpful to others sometimes end up on this somewhat self-indulgent blog. I mostly have bits and pieces of draft blogs, jotted here and there, and always with the intent that I’ll get back to it.

So I’m excited to start a disciplined journaling practice for the next three weeks, under the inspired guidance of Catherine Farquharson, Mindset Coach. Catherine actually used the Flannery O'Connor quote in one of her promotional emails. That's how I knew this was for me! And to make this morning practice feel even more luxurious, I scored some great journals (on sale!) at Staples. The book, by Èccolo, is hand-made, the weight is great, and the paper is perfect with my preferred pen. No messing around. I bought the last five the store had left. I’m committed!

Saturday
Aug142021

Véraison as metaphor

I once wrote, back at the beginning of my career in wine, that I felt like I was at véraison*. My classmates and I had been through an intensive four-month full-time education, and we’d grown and changed. But even as we celebrated our graduation, we weren’t yet ‘ripe’. And I thought that our forthcoming wine careers would be what would ‘ripen’ us.
 
But as I sat at lunch yesterday with one of my teachers from that time - a great mentor and friend - I realized the shortcomings of my véraison metaphor. For one thing, 22 years later, I’m still not ‘ripe’! Because that implies an end, and by no means am I there.
 
In my life, véraison is endless - with continual ‘colour change’ as I reinvent myself, over and over. Before my life in wine, I’d had several reinventions and since, I’ve had a few more. Start ups, marketing, retailing, hospitality, wine events, consulting, social media, and then some.
 
But one career change I didn’t anticipate is probably the one I’m most grateful for. Despite an early love of photography, and a (slightly) later love of wine, I could not have imagined how I would eventually bring my affinity for wine and images together as integral elements of my career.
 
So I’m definitely sitting at véraison again (or still) as photography becomes a larger part of my ‘work’. Somehow it seems fitting that I’m writing this as I sit in a vineyard waiting for the sun to go down a bit so I can take some more véraison shots! 
 
(And to belabour the metaphor just a bit further, I do hope there are a couple of elements of ‘ripening’ that ARE underway within me - I hope my acids are falling and my sweetness is increasing! LOL)
 
* For more on véraison, including a definition, click here
Tuesday
Apr202021

Photography Lessons

I had a tough day yesterday and decided towards the end of the day that grabbing my camera and going on a blossom search would be a good way to decompress.

 

I was racing against incoming weather and loss of light, when I decided to stop at an orchard on Cherry Street in Vineland.

 

The blossoms had moved beyond the perfect, pristine crispness that is such a joy to see at this time of year. But the slight deterioration was just a reminder that the blossom is only the precursor to the tree’s true purpose - the fruit.

 

While the blossoms where past perfection, that only served to highlight the underlying ‘support system’ - the tracery of branches is definitely part of the appeal and the beauty of a blossoming orchard.

 

These blossoms turned out to be a metaphor that was a perfect learning from the day I’d had.

 

1) Things don’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.

2) Look beyond the obvious for the beauty and strength beneath.

3) The way we fulfill our purpose is constantly evolving.

 

 

 

Saturday
Nov072020

Be the America you need to be

To our friend the U.S.: Congratulations. You now have the chance to be the America you need to be. There’s a little backstory here. I knew what I wanted to post today (the day Joe Biden secured the US Presidential election) and I was planning just a text post on Twitter/Facebook because I couldn’t think what photo to put with it. Then Facebook served up the perfect answer!

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