November 12, 2009
new knitting and crochet projects the last of the yellow leaves sunlit grasses and warm afternoons the last of the light as it bleeds into dark fresh chard from our raised bed orange blazes on weekend hikes the last bouquet of the season from my frost hardy chrysanthemum The color ...
November 10, 2009
I rarely shop, weekly produce and monthly groceries aside. And of course the once a month family date night at Home Depot or Lowes doesn't count either. Damien takes care of our family's clothing and outdoor gear purchases and most of those are bought on-line with little or no involvement ...
November 9, 2009
Update: After writing this post I was asked to submit it to the weekly blog carnival Prevention Not Prescriptions at The Kathleen Show. Speaking of Kathleen, she is the writer & director behind the movie Side Effects, a great flick that we watched a couple years ago. Having had no ...
October 28, 2009
Lately a few online blogging friends and acquaintances have taken mini sabbaticals or are re-evaluting the role of blogging in their lives and the time it takes them (mostly how to limit the time it takes them). All these "time spent blogging" posts got me thinking about my own creative ...
October 24, 2009
Well it was bound to happen sometime or another; I got ill this week. Diary of an illness: Thursday: 8:00am I feel a tickle in the back of my throat, I make sure to pack my own water bottle (whatever this is I don't want the kids sharing water with ...
October 18, 2009
I feel melancholy today. It's been a great week of crafting, learning and fall enjoyment and maybe I'm just coming down from that. Yesterday was the bean threshing at the farm and was such a beautiful day. Then we hosted 15 friends last night for church. Maybe I'm just people ...
October 16, 2009
The other night we finished reading "Charlotte's Web". Sigh... Of course the whole book is a masterpiece but I felt I could linger forever on this second last paragraph: Mr. Zuckerman took fine care of Wilbur all the rest of his days, and the pig was often visited by friends ...