Hippos happen.
Hippos happen.
I had never given mud much thought until now.
I’d like my garden to be as Eden-like as possible.
I have Chicken Gizzards to thank for my first trip to Disney World.
We might just be able to turn climate change around.
It’s time to make this place ours.
Ah, but it’s a dry heat.
My whole life, I’ve felt as though I didn’t quite fit in. So much so, that at some point I gave up trying. In fact, these days I seem to have gone to the other end of the bell curve entirely. I kind of delight in being out in left field most of the time. …
So, it’s official! I am buying a house! I’m so excited. During this waiting period, while all the paperwork gets processed, and in between packing by fits and starts, I am starting to imagine the many ways I will make this house a home. First of all, this place is really, really small. And it …
On my drive to work today I got tears in my eyes; tears of gratitude. I came around a curve and saw a tree with flaming red leaves. You don’t see too many trees whose leaves change in the fall in this Emerald City of Seattle, but you see enough. Enough to make you appreciate …
The View from a Drawbridge 