…and a lot of other stuff, too!
It’s been ages since I’ve blogged, and I have a good reason. We’ve been busy! The kids have been on vacation with their grandparents, and John and I decided to undertake a cleaning up/redo of the most used and messiest room in the house–our den. We’ve still got a few little tweaks here and there,…
I can’t tell you the number of ways that I love summertime. There are so many! But, chief among them? The FOOD. That’s what summer is about to me. All those lovely, fresh fruits and vegetables which are tasteless and colorless at other times of the year come alive with color and flavor in summer.…
That’s what our daughter used to call it, “McMorial Day.” This was probably when she was about three years old, and it’s one of those phrases that has a permanent place in our family lexicon. And it was a good weekend, too! Busy, but really, unusually wonderful. After the Stitch n Pitch on Saturday night,…
I was going to do a quick post this morning, complaining about the dark and dreary state of this Monday morning, something evoking an old Carpenter’s song, you know… “Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down…” But then, I opened my front door, and heard this: Spring is here. Enjoy. Listen to this article
FOG The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. Carl Sandburg This is the view from my yard this morning, looking not much past my next-door neighbor’s yard. Every time I see a foggy day, I think of Carl Sandburg. “Fog” was…
The Night You Were Born On the night you were born The moon looked down Like diamonds on a blanket of deep velvet blue. The stars were singing an ode to joy And the snow crunched like clanging bells. On the night you were born The hands of angels Lifted you apart from me And…