Not really. It’s not late. It’s only March, and March still feels like an arctic tundra in Colorado. I’m ready for warm temperatures and days that are not windy and freezing. We’ve had a couple. One or two. I even worked outside on my porch one evening. With my jacket. For about fifteen, twenty minutes. … Continue reading Spring Is Late
I planted carrots this week. Carrots, zucchini, and radishes. And bought turnip seeds. I’m kind of excited. Spring may never actually get here because Colorado is constantly freezing and unrelentingly windy, but I will have radishes growing in window boxes in my house anyway. We’re still not sure about the carrots and zucchini. They haven’t … Continue reading New Life
I’m in mourning this week. My car died. I’m devastated. Okay, not really. Because it was old and shabby and sounded like an airplane motor and smelled like diesel fuel. I tried not to hold it against it, but I did a little bit. Or a lot. I suffered through a lot of teasing because … Continue reading The Death of a Faithful Companion
I was sick this week. No, not with a virus. Just a cold. I promise. But it meant that I was out of the office on sick leave. Mostly, I just slept on the couch. And watched Toy Story. And drank way too much water and downed vitamin C’s like candy, because who has time … Continue reading Sick Days and First Drafts
I’m snowed in. Again. Can you tell? This is the view out my front door. By the way, can you spot the deer in this picture? There’s a big old buck sleeping under the trees behind my swing there. You can just make him out if you squint. Poor thing. We’ll see if I get … Continue reading Snow Days
Ramblings of an Obsessive Bookworm 