I have noticed that you use plastic sleds to hold your weeds. I think that's a very creative use for them! I often use the old red wagon our kids used to play with.

I am glad you have this chance to decompress and just enjoy life day to day. Some jobs are dreadfully stressful, but we become so accustomed to it, we don't realize it until we stop working there. If you

It's great that you have some real life conversations and quotes to draw from! Congrats to the 17 year old who thinks maturely.

Someone once provided me with a helpful checklist for emergency evacuation. Here's a link to a similar list:

Ugh, broken sprinklers are a pain. Around here, there's been a lot of hose end repair this summer. Some of those hoses may have been around for 30 years, and are starting to crack. I really ought to buy

Three nine-year-old boys are bound to have unique conversations. LOL!

Well! You left us with quite the cliffhanger. Stay tuned, right?

I enjoy speaking unexpectedly to strangers. Perhaps complementing a haircut, or an unusual and beautiful outfit someone is wearing. I am more likely to do this with other women, lest a man think I am being

Your hostas are lovely! I had a few, several years ago, but the deer love them and they were soon gone. If I ever want more, they will have to go inside the vegetable garden fence.

We need to take a day off now and then to read, doze and putter. And look at butterflies. Glad you got the chance to do all of that.

Oh, that cat! I love the facial expressions. Clarence has become very opinionated about everything in his old age. He doesn't go on walks with me like he used to, but he comes out to the garden, makes

A few years ago I read an interesting book called "Chasing the Scream: The First and the Last Days of the War on Drugs" by Johann Hari. It is a carefully researched and well-written book. I highly

Looks great!

I bet the bodies of water do make a big difference. Enjoy those greens! People around here are harvesting them, too, but I didn't get around to planting any.

Ha ha ha!!!

I didn't know malted milk powder existed. Or pastry cream. Looking forward to a report on the finished pie project.

My peony hasn't even opened up its flowers yet! I am learning from your posts that your growing season is different from here.

I enjoy visiting places where I grew up. A lot has changed, of course, but the mountains and the hills are where they always were!

At this point in life you wouldn't hire me, because I wouldn't make it up the stairs. I need an elevator now. Fortunately, I'm not looking for a job.

Congrats on a year of teaching yoga! It's true that we learn more when we teach.