Lost in the treetops…
I had all sorts of plans yesterday, one being a splendid post about Hild and her (admittedly utterly imaginary) links to Cuthbert’s…
Read moreI had all sorts of plans yesterday, one being a splendid post about Hild and her (admittedly utterly imaginary) links to Cuthbert’s…
Read moreYesterday afternoon, the sun shone, birds sang, the neighbour cat slept curled up in the sun on the deck (right next to…
Read moreI have many things I want to talk about: B&N’s ‘declaration of war’ against Amazon, academic publishing (and how it’s always been…
Read moreThe nieghbourhood cat, whom we call Chow Ciao, but whose new owners have named something like Kira, has been visiting every morning….
Read morephoto taken with crapcam, sorry about that I woke to time out of time: a still morning draped in silence and mist….
Read moreThe other day, when I said The alders are doing that feathery thing, a couple of people asked what I meant. I…
Read moreSo the kerbs are starting the year well: The chives (out of frame) are tall and skinny, supercilious and supermodel-y. The basil,…
Read moreHere are photos from two morning this week. The first (taken by Kelley) is mist over the ravine, on what turned out…
Read moreI’ve been sitting on the deck in the sun, watching, listening, comparing today’s garden and ravine sights and sounds with those of…
Read moreAfter lunch today I went out on the deck by the ravine and mused on my story. I sat under an umbrella…
Read moreI’m writing this around midnight. All the windows are open. I smell bluebells and mown grass. In the ravine the tree frogs…
Read moreYesterday was one of those days. We woke up, looked at the ravine where some mysterious elf had come along and sprayed…
Read moreThis morning we woke to a winter wonderland. the ravine this morning Today I feel peaceful and contemplative. In honour of that,…
Read moreIt’s a misty morning here in Seattle. I woke up late, with that limp, relaxed don’t-have-to-do-a-goddamned-thing-today feeling. I spent a leisurely hour…
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