the rare grace of never saying a word too much

the rare grace of never saying a word too much

Today No-No went off to PAWS of Grays Harbor to (hopefully) get placed in a Forever Home. I made up a mini-dossier for her for any prospective family: We said goodbye… Nels’ general deportment reveals how I felt about it, too: A little later I got a call;...
sweet little baby on a big white doorstep

sweet little baby on a big white doorstep

I’m dismayed to report that stress has gotten the better of me, just a bit. It’s not that I think I should be stress-free or anything. It’s just: I’m on that roller coaster and while I can practice some self- and other-care to help me out, I...

unleavened dough and a bit of work

A few chores then Nels and I spent the day on the road with a friend, who bought us a wonderful lunch. When we got home I put in several hours sewing something, the first project I’ve worked on since a little after New Years. Whether due to my bodily pain and...

what you need is a jolly good murder!

Last night I made Ralph one of my favorite arid, incredibly civilized, faultlessly prosaic¬†British television shows – in this case,¬†“Foyle’s War”. I laughed in silent delight the entire hour and a half as basically almost nothing happened, in...