Trust and paranoia
I was working in my garden yesterday morning. I’d placed my new mug (it’s become a bit of a standing Christmas jok
Just before Christmas…
…and all through the house, only the fingers and the keys on the keyboard are stirring. Even Freya is barely moving. Eve
Sunflowers in the Sunshine
Oh what a beautiful day to hang out and play football with Henry. The perfect early autumn afternoon, without a cloud in the s
CHRIS! GOSH IT’S GREAT TO SEE YOU! GEEZ! IT’S BEEN FOREVER! HOW ARE YOU DOIN’! ARE YOU LIVING OUT HERE NOW?
Ya know, we’ve had nary a drop of rain this summer and on the one day I have tickets to an outdoor concert, well, the sk
Sunday is Waffle Day, so named by Haley as a toddler, many years ago; Kelly leaves us for her long run and I make waffles. The
While procrastinating about dinner this evening, I was hunting for a spot to move a couple of beleagured blueberries. Procrast
Today in the Garden
It took a long time to wake up today. My brain is still a little foggy–a little hung over from the long week. Even my to
I saw James Low sing tonight; he’s a very good songwriter from Portland. This was the second of two evenings over the pa
Bored In San Francisco: Oxymoron
Heard at SFO, Gate 24: “There’s not much to do in San Francisco.” Uh, yeah. Utterly devoid of Things to Do.