Each day we all face challenges, quietly carrying the burdens of worry, sadness, loss or letdown with us like spare change in our pockets. While some pockets are more laden than others, rattling and jingling with each step, I venture to say we all share empathy and kinship in wanting to make things better, not only for […]
I first met Boz when he was age two and living in a south Seattle neighborhood. I immediately ascertained no cul de sac or chain-link fence could contain a personality and presence that big. Love at first site may be an overused expression, but I fear there is no other way to describe our first encounter. […]
Someone’s Sitting in My Chair… Boz and Gracie, my beloved bullies, are never short of entertaining antics. So when my friend Nancy stopped by for the last slice of my homemade pumpkin pie, Boz took issue with the interloping nature (in his eyes) of her visit. First of all, I paid more attention to Nancy […]
Good morning friends, school’s back in session, and as part of my continuing education (and unrepentant need to show off), I’m eager to share everything I learned from summer’s most contemplative month, September. And unlike summer’s other three months, September takes its tutorials seriously. Fail to pay attention and the ruler of a less sympathetic season may just […]
If there’s one benefit to aging, it’s my growing belief that while I may be losing hair, I’m may also be gaining wisdom, especially when I have the good sense to observe, listen and learn on a regular basis. Heck, by the time I’m 60, I should be a genius! And now with August a faint, warm […]
Truly, the best easy apple pie recipe in my dessert dossier. Jeanette’s Apple Pie: I could eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner (and have). As cooks and diners, we all have our favorite recipes. Whether tucked, folded, boxed or ring-bound, our culinary keepsakes tell a story about us from the company we keep to […]
Boz, the face I can’t seem to say no to. Anyone who’s ever spent a minute or two reading my blog, can see (at least I hope) how much I love my pups, Boz and Gracie. As personalities, I’d have to say Boz is more Gary Cooper or Cary Grant, a dashing man of action, […]
Boz prefers a perch, even if it takes several minutes to reach the summit. Once there, comfort is a work in progress.This is his Whistler’s Mother pose: part playing possum; and part keeping an eye on the diner and his plate.