I've been quiet all summer -- at least online. In the real world I've been my usual self, blabbing on and on in a manner that transcends the seasons. But the summer is over, and now it is time to turn my attention to the virtual side of things. Maybe I associate spending hours on … Continue reading Lo, The Summer is Over
Like the snow still lingering outside, right now my house is dirty, grey, and irritating to behold. I looked around this week and realized that being trapped (more or less) in this place for the last several months has become a sort of anthropological experience: signs of small children and the worlds they create are … Continue reading At Home: 3.19.14
We went skating at the pond across the street, where the indoors and outdoors mingled together as a few of our chairs came along with us. And the best part was, when skating with chairs proved to be exhausting to the under-6 crowd, there was always available seating.
The Obvious: The Not-So-Obvious: Whortleberry Pudding with Brandy Sauce 3 cupfuls of flour 1 cupful of molasses 1/2 cupful of milk 1 teaspoonful of salt a little cloves and cinnamon 1 teaspoonful of soda dissolved in a little of the milk 1 quart of huckleberries or blueberries, floured Boil in a well-buttered mold two … Continue reading The Obvious & Not So Obvious
The dramatic title of the post is in direct proportion to the dramatic descriptions in predicting the havoc that the storm -- due to arrive nearly any minute now -- will wreak here on the East Coast. Terms like "apocalyptic" have become commonplace over the last few days. But I took my primitive pre-storm panic … Continue reading The Last Vestiges of Life Before Destruction
Since the Madden Road MusicFest event on September 1st, The Roving Home has taken an inadvertent break. Suddenly it all became overwhelming: children, house, events, filling orders. In fact that last one -- filling orders -- fell off my radar to the degree that I was giving refunds in lieu of shipping. Apologies all around, … Continue reading Fall.