TJ Wilde Trilogy · Duxbridge Mysteries · Jennifer McCaffrey Mysteries
It’s always an adventure with ducks. No idea why they are eschewing the fresh pool water for **checks notes** fresh water bowl water.
It’s because they are ducks, people! And they do what they want, when they want, and asking questions is a fool’s journey.
As I struggle with book three, Full Sail, of the TJ Wilde Trilogy, I’ve been doing a little baking. From my cooking blog:
I have been wanting to make Rye Bread for a while, but I didn’t have all the ingredients handy. Tracking down rye flour was tricky. Once I had everything in the pantry, it was time to bake.
Then I realized, I had no recipe handy. It had been so long since I’d made a loaf, I had no favorite one bookmarked anywhere…or documented here. So I was off on a search…only to be frustrated by variations and lack of reassurance if a certain recipe was what I was looking for..or if it was even a good recipe. Even King Arthur let me down. Continue reading here
Listen to that joyful noise!
The beauty of a winter garden. The majority of my yard is native plants, butterfly, bee, and hummingbird attractors and we are encouraged to leave everything as-is through the winter and spring for the wildlife to enjoy. I have to say, besides being easier to take care of, it sure can be pretty.
Sedum
Echinacia and oat grass
She sat at the back and they said she was shy,
She led from the front and they hated her pride,
They asked her advice and then questioned her guidance,
They branded her loud, then were shocked by her silence,
When she shared no ambition they said it was sad,
Annie DeMoranville 