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Yesterday was an astonishingly sunny day here in Seattle. I was serenaded by a fat bird at breakfast: And in the afternoon,…
Read moreYesterday was an astonishingly sunny day here in Seattle. I was serenaded by a fat bird at breakfast: And in the afternoon,…
Read moreA picture of our street taken Friday Thursday afternoon by our favourite photographer, Jennifer Durham (who took these snapshots with her phone),…
Read moreStill snowing. Huge icicle hanging outside our kitchen could probably take down a mammoth. There’s an ice storm warning in effect for…
Read morephoto by Riva Lehrer, January 2012 This photo is by the artist Riva Lehrer. It’s low-res and not well-lit because it’s just…
Read moreI’m enjoying the conversation about Tolkien and literature we started yesterday. Here’s a bit of sunshine to go with that: early morning…
Read moreHere’s how yesterday morning began: dull, grey, and ominous, with a carpet of frost–thick as cat fur–on every surface: And here’s how…
Read moreThe nieghbourhood cat, whom we call Chow Ciao, but whose new owners have named something like Kira, has been visiting every morning….
Read moreUntil a month ago, I had no idea that Brussels sprouts grew on stalks. I’d only ever seen them loose, or pre-packaged:…
Read moreI have been having a truly marvellous few days. Hild is now safely in the hands of editors on either side of…
Read moreOn Monday tech gremlins started chewing on random things in our house. First up: voicemail. The gremlin ate our message and started…
Read moreSo that’s what my office looked like this morning. Which is why I fled here: Oh, it’s so nice not to have…
Read moreThese are the flowers that a neighbour brought round yesterday for Kelley’s birthday. Nothing to do with this post. I just thought…
Read moreYesterday was our wedding anniversary. Crapcam got a workout. First we were in the park. I spotted this fallen and naturally split…
Read moreThe honeysuckle is blossoming, twining vinously over everything. Sort of like my Hild sentences. The vines, though, will just get bigger and…
Read moreA while ago our neighbours tore down some trees and left us no privacy to the west of the house. So we…
Read moreI’m now just past halfway through my first-pass rewrite of Hild. I’ve already lost more than fifty pages. If you recall the…
Read moreHolly Wade Matter recently posted these photos of me and Kelley, from 1997, on Facebook. Aargh!! All I can say is: our…
Read moreI’m not around much today, so I thought I’d offer you this photo I took of my office window a couple of…
Read morephoto: Vonda McIntyre, courtesy of Nancy Kress At lunch this weekend with a bunch o’ writers, Vonda McIntyre asked a question I…
Read moreIt’s going to be a beautiful day here in Seattle, warm and sunny, and like the rest of the population I’m going…
Read moreI had planned a gorgeous series of photos to show you how the garden has suddenly leapt into bloom. And that the…
Read moreYesterday I promised you a review of Camelot. I lied. The review will be a bit of a rant, I think, and…
Read moreAccording to my calendar, this is what April looks like: Sun, scent of flowers, the zuzz of bumble bees, birdsong, blue skies……
Read moreThe other day, when I said The alders are doing that feathery thing, a couple of people asked what I meant. I…
Read moreBreakfast: Irish breakfast tea, scrambled egg (with parsley and chives, our very own kerbs) on toast, followed by handmade Cognac truffles–while the…
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