(It’s my Dad’s birthday today.  Happy Birthday Dad! In honor of that, I’m re-publishing this essay I wrote about his quirks.  It appeared in my island newspaper in

This is where I live. Okay, I don’t live in this forest– but kind of.  The island that I live in is covered with these sorts of things.

The other day I was set to do a psychic reading— cause that’s what I do– when I found out that the person had to cancel.  But by the

I just came across these photos of me and my honey.  They were prior to the kiddo growing period of our lives– and apparently in the time period when

You know those little magnetic poetry sets you can get.  Like this:   Well, I love them.  My favorite use of them lately is creating car door poetry.   Never

1. After giving birth to your first child you’re not the same you– ever again.   I don’t know what I was expecting, actually I don’t think I

Here are a few pics of some of my flower friends. Despite infrequent watering (by me) this summer, blooms still seem to be happening. I was feeling the

This is our garlic.  It’s hanging to dry now in our garden shed.  I love the fact that typically in a year we don’t ever have to buy

Our island is famous for a bike in a tree.  There is even a Bed and Breakfast under that name– and I believe it’s run by the family