Last night Petit Prince had the croup and it was a dirty night (literal translation from the french). Our first experience with the croup was the night before we moved to France when we were thankfully staying at Betsy and Nerses's place. At three in the morning Young Lady barked herself awake, ... read more
Remembering Moguay
When we returned to Hargeisa after being in Djibouti for three months and Kenya for four, we learned that chubby little Kadra had died. She was the baby we thought would make it. She was doing so well, and due to the language barrier, we weren't even able to learn the cause of her ... read more
Wild Abandon
I know I've mentioned more than once the term "wild abandon" when describing various aspects of my life, and although I believe at one time it referred to my crazy college days or my distant travels, it now more commonly describes the way I clean or attend to my grocery shopping. In my now-forty, ... read more
The Purgatory of Construction
In the eternal life cycle of construction, heaven is the finished product - the gleaming floorboards, the graceful curtains fluttering gently out from a breeze that pours through tall windows, matte walls that illuminate chosen pieces of art by their subtlety, steam curling upwards from a tall mug ... read more
My Amaryllis
The amaryllis given to me for free by our local florist was off to an inauspicious start - a fat green nub in a modest plastic pot. Since I had not sought to possess it, I wouldn't have been the worse for wear had it decided to die on me for lack of sun, or too much sun, for drought or flood, or ... read more
No Problems, Only Solutions
Here I am - I've tidied up my blog and studiously avoided tidying up my home. Truthfully, I just don't know where to begin. The downstairs is now open for business, but every heavy piece of old family furniture we put in place is laid with the knowledge that it will have to be uprooted as the ... read more
