On a Wing and a Whim

You know, when facing down writing a combat scene, I can either try to cobble it together from various action books and lectures recorded at...

Tonight was supposed to be a simple, easy meal. I had already planned to take the box of beer-battered cod fillets out of the deep freezer a...

For several years, I have struggled to keep a rosemary plant alive. Okay, about twelve years. Okay, a succesion of rosemary plants. See the ...

Winter this year is like a moody hormonal teenager who desperately wants to get the last word in and make a dramatic exit with slamming door...

Brigid has re-opened Mausers and Muffins, and is posting again! And today, she's letting guys in on the secret of why women spend so l...

I have found a lovely way to distract the cat, and free up my lap and right arm from demands for lap time and lots of attention - much less ...

Yep, spring has sprung. The day before the mulberry tree started putting out leaves in earnest, I woke up to the sound of crickets outside t...