Your animals should not be like your children. They should be your grandparents. I say this for one specific and important reason- it is unnatural to outlive your offspring. Barring some unforeseen tragic event, it will be your privilege to preside over the passing of your critters. I say ‘preside over’ because in modern times- it is the human parents (under the…
Month: March 2014
Spring time in Maine (Shut Up Ca! I Can Hear You From Here.)
To celebrate the fist day of spring, I went to the beach the other day… (Click for gallery.) I think I have said all I needed to.
Time May Heal All Wounds- But It Makes Homesickness Worse
My little town has always been the core of who I am. Even now as I sit thousands of miles away-it feels close enough for me to touch. It still stings my heart that I am too far away to do so. Boulder Creek still looks the way that most towns in the West used…
Perfect little Imperfections and Unintentionally Complete Projects
Like so many of the things we see everyday I have rediscovered two of the items in my living room. They have been hanging on my walls for almost half my life- and there are long periods of time when I cease to see them. I have been welding since I was 12, but…
Eastward Ho! PartII. Our little mine.
When we drove across the country four years ago- one of the only things we DID plan was to stop in Montana and mine for sapphires. Both of us totally dig (no pun I swear!) rocks and minerals. There are few better ways to spend a day than to go gold panning or mineral mining. While…
The closest I’ll ever get to writing a love poem
Originally posted on Wicked Rural Homestead:
To all those who have never fallen in love. Never tripped over your own soul to be swallowed by another’s. For all the people that have contrived meetings, set forth guidelines to follow safely into planned monogamy. For those who think they have fallen but never had to sacrifice for…
How Do You Tell If It’s The Calm Before OR After The Storm?
This time last year I was doubtful that this day would come. All THREE dogs sitting quietly on the couch with the rest of the family. Our two oldest are old pros at the ‘relax and cuddle’ game but our newest edition has been a work in progress for what feels like forever, even though…
My hands…
Originally posted on Wicked Rural Homestead:
Have never known a manicure or file. And they are bitten rather than clipped. They have been painted less times than there are fingers to paint. In many places they are more scar than skin. The fingers on the right appear to have been badly broken long ago, though…
Stained Glass Flowers-Easy as Clay! (Less tasty than pie…um pie)
More goofing around with clay- I like rainbows! There I said it. I like stained glass too. I have found it is easy to create clay “stained glass.” Start by making logs of all the colors you want to include. Then wrap them in black. Grey and white work too, but I like the…
How sad that little girls don’t dream of becoming stepmoms when they grow up
Originally posted on Wicked Rural Homestead:
Here I am the same as before, but different in every way. Me, wanting to be there for them every second, but knowing full well such things are impossible. I have to let go everyday. Every morning when I wake up and they are not there. Each time we…
Koi Pillows and Emu Eggs
I started quilting last winter and while I only managed one full sized quilt this season I have done a bunch of other smaller sillier projects. For instance-I was messing around with overlapping progressions of fabric and decided that they looked like fish scales, so I made a koi. The mouth is actually a…
My Little Indoor Hair Garden
The snow is still falling but I have decided to grow some flowers anyway. Clay flowers that is, no danger of snow or frost impeding my progress. I started making roses out of clay when I was pretty young. I have always given them aways as gifts and used them myself. Other’s reaction to them…
The First Step in a New Direction…Maybe. AHHHAGAHH!!! ^&^%$##$ &(&(*& !! (breath, breath, breath)
Confucius say: “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” I have not always gotten along with Confucius but here and now I find some solice in his words. I have been cooking professionally for more than half my life now. I have built a career out of burns, blood, sweat and…
Death and snowflakes
The snow falling lightly on my window reveled itself to me one day. All the little flakes waited patiently to melt. Momentarily displaying their breathtaking detail, individual beauty and uniqueness. I was there to see it. But had there been no audience-the show would have remained exactly the same. Little frozen moments.
Multitasking, laziness or genius? You decide.
The snow and the eggs keep piling up! Looks like today will be another day of being homebound for me. I’m not sure if it’s a good sign that I am totally OK with this. I have only left the house once or twice a week for months now and I don’t think I have…
How to make a spaghetti squash bomb
It’s easy! 1. Turn oven to 400 degrees or so. 2. DON’T poke or cut the squash in any way. 3. Wait for the boom (about 40 min.) and enjoy… To make the same recipe WITHOUT the mess and noise do the opposite of step #2.
Why anyone who says that “high school is the best time in your life.” Should be slapped and muzzled.
Like so many kids past, present and (unfortunately) future, being bullied was a huge part of my school career. I will not say that I was a “victim” even though my experiences lasted years and were definitely on the extreme end of the scale. To call myself a victim gives the thoughtless actions of others more power…
