thinking in the garden
One of my daughters phoned to chat a bit today and mentioned that altho’ she’d seen my latest post, she couldn’t find anything to comment on. No worries, she said, it was interesting enough, plus…
View PostOne of my daughters phoned to chat a bit today and mentioned that altho’ she’d seen my latest post, she couldn’t find anything to comment on. No worries, she said, it was interesting enough, plus…
View PostIn Vancouver, sharing a lazy morning indoors, bacon and eggs, the papers — a nice contrast to the sound of the cars whizzing through the rain on the busy street just below us. Later on,…
View PostYou’ll be glad to know I got out of theresting-free, and I ended up with this bowl of goodiesI played around with them for a while — you know, squished them, added oodles of sugar,…
View PostQuite some time ago, I promised you a piece of knitlit — specifically, an excerpt about knitting from a wonderfully rich book that some critics have called an Indian detective novel: Vikram Chandra’s Sacred Games.…
View PostI’ve really felt as if I were on vacation this last week (and I am, but I wasn’t feeling it so much earlier). On Monday a friend came over and we had a long relaxed…
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