my knitting is balled up on the stool the shadows are long when you’re in the north this time of year, so are the days. saw six baby quail today and a baby bunny! napped in the hammock and pondered the space-time continuum in such leisure It seems to snow this time of year, snow from […]
I have been watching the bees buzzing around the raspberry bushes sitting in the hammock listening to the silken whisper of leaves reeling in the heat wave reading about hobbitses and elves reading about Indonesia India and Italy sitting in bed just watching the sun angle change to illuminate another million shades of green there […]
the busier i get the less abstrusely poetic it is possible to be
succulent sweet fluffy peppercorns parsley texture complex flavour!
drip drip of melting snow click click of the gas fire and the whiny hum of my mother’s laptop. I keep saying it’s nice to be home and it was nice to be away. Better at asserting myself although who would have thought I ever had a problem with that The best thing about Christmas […]