When I was small, the biggest treat life held was to go to the beach. When you live on an island, this isn’t very hard, but when you’re not so well off and dad had long hours and gas to put in the big Sun Valley was expensive . . . well, the beach was…
I am so ready for some sunshine. Here in California, we have two seasons: torrential rain and baking heat. In between those two extremes lie brief windows of freshness, one of which is trying to open now, between rain showers. The forget-me-nots are coming up all over our hillside, making a cloud of blue in…
It happens every spring: cherry blossom, warmer days … and JoJo going broody. She’s the only one in my flock of rescued hens that does this—and thank goodness for that, because breaking brood takes patience, three days of watchfulness, and a fearless disregard for the dreaded turkey face. In the normal course of events, a…
What a prosaic title for a blog entry. But every writer knows what this means: A home for those towering piles of books that have been accumulating on tables, on other shelves, in the bathroom closet, and on the floor of every room. Or maybe that’s just me. Our local Borders is one of the…
Our niece posted on Facebook this week that she was making strawberry rhubarb jelly, and my ears perked up. Pies I’ve heard of. But jelly? So I asked her to do a guest blog and share the recipe. So, here’s Amy! “I would love to share the recipe with you. The funny thing is, it…