Summer salad
It’s summer. It’s hot. I’m not going to unduly whine and tell you about my lifelong hatred of summer before I get to the damn not-recipe recip...
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The Adventures of Hortense
This post got lost in my draft folder from Spring 2021 but I still like it so why not post it. Several weeks after my mother died I finally made it to her house...
Debt? Free!
I’ve been in financial debt in one form or another since I was in high school, which was more than a few decades ago. I was paying my own way by then. My...
Tiny Study
I think it was the towards the end of 2019 that the book nook craze hit the interwebs. Spent more time then I’d like to admit scrolling through endless po...
Its been a year
What a year. But not. In a life full of far-reaching events, being in the house for a year really isn’t the worst. I’m very lucky in that I’ve...
It’s the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine? How could I not have this song running through my head these days on an almost continuous loop? Maybe it’s a Gen X thing. The last time I...
Weekend in Vermont
Love this photo, she remembered as she excavated it from a deep dive into the social media photo file. Why not recycle it for the page once again? It’s ...
It’s all in how you frame it
Was reading an article recently on how the point of a writer’s life isn’t necessarily publication and success, because lord knows how rarely lightni...
Around the house
I’ve been trying to pick up my camera more often these days. Haven’t had much of a chance to get outside to shoot so I ended up with what’s ar...
The days are long…
How could it possibly be fucking July already? It’s really late February or maybe early March, right? The fact that the garlic is almost ready to harvest ...