Vashon Snow: After the Storm(s)
Like much of the country this winter, the Pacific Northwest succumbed mightily to the whims of wild weather. Our February, the coldest on record,...
Vashon: At Home in a Snowglobe
Snow comes and goes in the Pacific Northwest, but it usually prevails at higher elevations, and leaves the shores of Puget Sound unfettered by...
Hand Pies: From the Bottom of My Flakey Heart
Few symbols capture my heart like the heart. There’s no gray area here, no mistaken intent. Whether rendered in a doodle, decal, cookie-cutter, pie...
Sharon’s Bread-and-Butter Pickle Recipe
Mrs. S. Briskman Makes the Best Pickles!
I love bread-and-butter pickles: not too sweet; not too sour; can stand on their own; and can dress...
Christmas Time Is Here
Merry Christmas Friends and Happy Holidays to you and yours!
Buddy and I have been plugging away here on the farm, tending to daily duties...
To the Everyday Heroes
One of the benefits of sporting a roadmap of wrinkles, carting around a bone bag of stiff joints, and having a fond memory of...
Summer Days on Vashon Island
My favorite season (I say that about the other three, too) is now greeting me with darkness when I roll out of bed around...
Very Vashon Victoria Sponge Cake
I recently discovered Victoria sponge cake thanks the PBS program The Great British Baking Show, where Mary Berry and Paul Hollywood serve up tasty challenges to...
Lost and Found Old Garden Rose
This time of year, my morning ritual usually includes several cups of coffee, the reliable warmth of Buddy (my bulldog) laying at or on...
Spring Is a Generous Caller
What's grand and glorious about the Pacific Northwest could not happen without the presence of rain, lots of rain—rain that sneaks in on a...
