Summer Snippets

Today, as we made our way home from the playground and the library,* Elder Girleen stooped to the sidewalk. — … More

What the Squirrels Left Us, Part II

How much grist for the mill can one person get out of this particular topic? Can’t this crazy woman stop … More

May I direct your attention to the three (count ’em!) blueberries at the forefront? Elder Girleen pronounced the cucumber (the … More

I admit it: much of what I know about growing food (as opposed to the much less trendy purchase of … More

The sunflowers Elder Girleen planted along our side fence have grown as high as an elephant’s eye.* The fig that … More

First day of summer — our summer, which is defined not by equinoxes nor the wax and wane of the … More

We are at the age: Elder Girleen has left princesses and their overly-sweet attendant glitter and frills far far behind, … More

The more common variant of the saying being like pigs in clover — but let’s not go that far. But … More