When the Barnies finally came inside, for good, we set about teaching them their home manners. After all, in the…
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The Hazard of Not Writing…
My occasional job is finally taking its rightful place in my life. Much as I dislike schedules and time keepers…
The Writing Spider…
When we homeschooled there was a beautiful, silver faced, spider that wove it’s web in our garden room window at…
Saying “Yes”…
Writer’s block, Is this what it is? I no longer feel compelled to sit at my desk and spend a…
Early Birthday Gift…
We heard three sharp beeps as a car drew up outside our garage. I was writing as usual and just…
Barnies in the House…
After five months of barn dwelling our two working Kitty-Witties began to catch rodents and leave them in corners and…
Remembrance Day…
Today I give thanks for all those who have risked or lost their lives in what they perceived as the…
A Walk in the Hills…
Visiting our son in L.A. would not be complete without a walk in the hills, “It’s called a hike Mum,”…
Final Note On Pigs…
Simon, our Wildman son and co-founder of Window to the Wild, really lived up to his name the other night.…
Ina’s Delayed Arrival….
Thirty-one years ago today my long wait, made longer by baby’s reluctance to make an appearance on its due date…