November 16, 2020
I have said (well, typed), more than once on these pages, that no one – not me or you or that guy over there – is just one thing. Now. That doesn’t mean that one of someone else’s ‘things’ isn’t the big, giant thing that pushes all your least-attractive-version-of-yourself buttons, but I am telling you… seriously…... Read more...
November 02, 2020
A couple of weeks ago, just after late afternoon rain, I got a text from my friend from across the cove. It was a one-worder. “RAINBOW!!” I rushed from where I was standing, looking out over the gardens, to the front of the house. I could see just a small part of it, but it... Read more...
October 11, 2020
Every afternoon, usually between 2:00 and 3:00, JoHn heads into town to pick up a coffee and have a chat with the folks who own the Red Cup, our local café. When he pushes his chair back from the vampire/dining room table, where his trusty laptop hangs out during the week, the dogs take note.... Read more...
- Lisa Dingle
Okay. Let me get this out of the way right now. I have permission to tell this story, directly from the perp. Also, yes, the... Read More
One funny moment after Jack proposed to Mac (and Mac dissolved, pretty much, into a melted snowman puddle (but recovered quickly enough for us... Read More
This spring morning I awoke to the conversations of a thousand winged beings. And as I yawned and stretched I realized… This was nature’s... Read More
Every Easter Sunday morning since First Born Mac was puny (pew-knee), there has been a rather loud and massive hunt for candy. The Easter... Read More