Sorry Ma’am, I’m Out of Jam (for Now)
With my last jar of jam (apricot) spoken for, I am officially out of preserves.
Seasonal changes surround me, bare branches have a costume...
Dining on Gratitude
Namaste. One yoga pose I can manage without toppling over.
I woke up this morning still shining from the polish of the evening before. A...
Orcas: When Delight Swims By, Look Up
No Orcas in sight...yetMost ferry trips are uneventful--spectacular, but uneventful. Some riders will stumble out of their cars to fetch a refill for the...
Brambles Gone Wild: How to Remove Blackberries
How to Remove Blackberries
Behold, the Blackberry plant (as interpreted by me)
When I moved to Vashon almost seven years ago, my property's frontage was framed...
DIY Mud Room With a View
I love my old farmhouse. From her moss-covered shingles to her wavy glass windows to her sloping fir floors, I'm smitten and judge not...
“Stuff You Don’t Need…”
My holiday trinket larder is well provisioned.
On a road trip a few years ago, my friend Joan subjected me to every knick-knack, tchotchke shop...
A Moon Not to Be Forgotten
Returning from the beach, I grabbed my camera, though wishing I had it two hours earlier.
Last night I was witness to a full moon...
Making a Beeline for the Sun
Bees abuzz, enjoying the day's first rays of sun. Look closely, see the bees in flight?
The Pacific Ocean has been pitching storms to...
Duck, Duck, Goose…Chicken and the Egg
Behold the incredible, edible egg...I love fresh eggs, unfortunately raccoons love fresh chickens. After a four-year assault on my chicken coop, the masked bandits...
You Can’t Judge a Man by His Topper
After a fine evening in West Seattle with friends, I found myself on the Fauntleroy dock awaiting the 10:20 p.m. ferry to Vashon. Wind...
