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To say that yesterday was Monday is stating the obvious. Somehow, though, Mondays seem to have a character of their own. Often infused ...

I love autumn but I hate winter, and over the last week, we've had a taste of the latter. Especially yesterday. For more than the last m...

The last bit of the concrete work around the house is done. Although I posted about the throwing of the slab here, I didn't illustrate e...

It's that time of the month. Again. And for the second third in a row, I am powering up. I have managed, this month, to post more fr...

My owl has eyes again. I thought, when I had knocked him over, nearly two years ago, I had ruined the wiring. B, the Builder, was here ...

This weekend - Saturday, Sunday and into Monday - was one of the most intense and emotional times - since The Husband died. I knew it w...

Nothing tells you that the seasons are changing quite like a cat. This is not affection. Nope. It's about stealing body heat. Not his. M...

First, the final slab is done. All that remains is a little retaining wall and for the tool shed to go back where it belongs. I guess t...

I am beginning to "see" things again. This was what I saw as I sent about my usual afternoon garden business. The garden benc...

Yesterday, we had the mother and father of all deluges. We get at least one of these a year. Or should. This year we've had two. One...