about
I was raised in rural Ontario. Summers were spent boating, camping with friends, and listening to my dad play his old acoustic Gibson guitar (Bluegrass, if you must know). I’m a bit of a hick and happy about it.
In 1997, I got hitched to a wonderful fella named Ian. Never thought I’d get married. We bought the ring while lost in New York after visiting the Guggenheim. Thank goodness for my bad sense of direction.
We live in the Okanagan, in British Columbia. Our house was built in 1947 and we’ve been “renovating” it since 2007. Oh, what I would give to have someone magically appear to finish the drywall…
Between freelance writing, conducting wine “research”, and keeping a small business running, my time is fairly full. However, I manage to take part in the local community. I’m a Director at the Penticton Art Gallery, and consequently our art-to-wall-space ratio is severely out of whack.
Oh, and we have three cats: Jackson aka The Dude, Jasper our troubled middle child, and Tippy the instigator.
~ Jeannette
