When last we met, I told you about six bunnies who had appeared, as if by magic, in our backyard, how we had successfully encouraged five of them to move on, and that I suspected one lone baby rabbit remained. Turned out, I was right. The last bunny standing proved to be a worthy match…
They are the cutest little things. And they appeared—as if by magic—in our backyard earlier this week. But of course it wasn’t magic, and the only logical explanation is that they were born here. Somewhere. Somehow. By some bunny. They don’t belong in our backyard. Molly is beside herself. “This is what my terrier self…
Joining with Joyce and the Hodgepodge gang today answering this eclectic set of questions. Here we go! 1. June 17th, 1994 was the day of the infamous O.J. Simpson car chase. What were you doing in 1994? That year was, with a doubt, the most difficult one of my life. I had just left my…
I fill one more yellow bowl with ripe tomatoes (you know, one of those big old Tupperware ones that everyone has). I’ve roasted batch after batch with garlic and aromatic herbs, tucking them away in the upright freezer downstairs. It’s satisfyingly full for this time of year, with beets, borscht, carrots, beans and tomatoes in…
On a late summer Sunday morning, when there’s a distinct something (I dare not call it a chill, though that’s what it is) in the air, I’m out in the garden, mug of coffee in hand, peering at spent pansy blossoms, looking for seed pods that are dry enough to harvest. I want to grow pansies in…
“I have done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again.” Georgia O’Keefe It wasn’t my intention to step away from this space for most of the summer, but as time went by, more and more, it seemed the right thing for me. Twice I opened my MacBook, thinking I’d tap out…