
Snowflake Lights In The Pyracantha, Clementines In The Bowl, Or, Saturday Morning at 9:26am
I’m not sure which is more important about the past few weeks, that I understood something about Christmas or that it’s been raining. Oh, of

I’m not sure which is more important about the past few weeks, that I understood something about Christmas or that it’s been raining. Oh, of
Yesterday I was pretty sure I had the flu. Today I’m willing to concede it might be just some other mean virus bringing a cough,
There is nothing to talk about except what happened in Paris yesterday. I am an atheist, and thus won’t #prayforparis. However, even if I were

You may have known from birth how you feel about color. You always chose ochre, or marine green as your favorites, never blue. Your enthusiasm
I’ll be there this afternoon. Would love to meet you. That is all. Didn’t want anyone trekking up or down the Peninsula for naught.
Seems I’ve done a lot of talking lately. So this morning, I’ll just pin some Saturday mornings things to my Pinterest board called, appropriately, What
I love mornings. So simple and happy. Wake up, make tea, make toast, sit down, browse the Internet. I’m not easily simple, the drive to analyze
My son, my daughter and my daughter’s boyfriend are here. We’ve planned a morning of sorting and decluttering their old stuff, giving away some of my old furniture, and renting a

This is my front lawn. I’m letting it die. Northern California is dry. Actually, so’s the whole state, but that’s a lot of acreage and I

My son turns 25 today. I feel far too much love and pride to express in one blog post. Happy birthday honey. Much love,