I spent yesterday cleaning up the yard in anticipation of Spring Equinox. Taking stock of what survived the winter and what will need to be replaced. While there is no sign of an Iris or Pussy Willow after this harsh winter, I was happy to see it looks like only one bunch of daisies will…
It’s becoming increasingly difficult to work now that Willow has learned to jump in my lap for scritches. She’s a persistent little fluffball. And she’s super peeved I keep dumping her into the chair next to me… But rest assured, I am busy editing Duxbridge Mysteries!
Revisiting this recipe because it’s been ridiculously cold this week and I’ve about had it with ducks being inside and puppies crazed because they aren’t getting enough outdoor time. So this and French Bread are all that’s holding me together. From 2020: In my quest to update some of my older recipes for Instant Pot…
So I’ve been trying to get some video of them creating mischief but to no avail today. Instead, I decided it was time for them to put on their spring best and model the scarves reader MomSense made for Maddie, Mabel and Penelope.and sent to us. Nick was not amused, but let’s call it payback…
They look so innocent… …yet they are not. Story soon.
I give it a week and they’ll be sleeping together.
Willodene Jolene has landed. She’s about 6-7 months old, which completely goes against my “oldest/longest kitty in the shelter” rule. After fostering a mama (Missy) and her five 1-day old kittens (Jake!) I swore off kittens forever. But this girl picked me, so who am I to refuse? Once it’s determined my new additions…
I recently had to get a Costco membership – long, boring story – but it’s already paying off. When I came home from Paris four years ago, my suitcase contained 10 packages of St. Michel Butter Cookies (Galettes). I was besotted. Super buttery, flakey, not terribly sweet with just a touch of salt. Costco sells…
Emma gave me five days this past week to come to terms with her passing. Like everything she did, she did it her way. And I’m grateful. She came into my life on my birthday, 8 weeks of spitfire, ready to rule the resident Great Danes in the house and become Harley’s best bud. Shelby,…
It’s sub-zero out tonight and most of tomorrow, so that meant the ducks had to come inside. The coop is not set up for those kind of rare temps. So, for the second time in five years, ducks have had to spend the night in the bathroom. This is Nick and Nora’s first winter and…
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