Today I’m at the warm, wonderful, funny Dusty Earth Mother, talking about farming. Shari and I have known each other for a long time. We got engaged at about the same time, got married about two weeks apart, had a daughter three months apart and a son three months apart. When we descend, every two years, upon their family… Read More
The day is ending the air is fresh the beetle is tending its scented mesh. A green butler lost in a heady perfume, an old table set by a crusty old groom. New life in clusters new trees in groves summer unearthing the new with the old. My soul is feasting on celestial dew, Come take a walk and I’ll… Read More
There’s a little love triangle happenin’ at the Elysées, and by Elysées I mean Champs Elysées, and by Champs Elysées I mean the President’s Palace. Now, I’m the last person to report on anything of a political nature, but some of you might have heard some rumblings about a guy by the name of François Hollande, who ousted some guy… Read More
When Young Knight was younger and wanted to cause me pain, he would say, “You’s naughty maman; you’s a baby” in his most defiant voice. This, of course, would serve to have the opposite effect as I dissolved in laughter. He used this term because the word for naughty in French is “méchant” or “méchante” for a girl (pronounced may shawnte),… Read More
Hi everyone. I’m over at World Moms Blog today to talk about long-distance grandparenting. Hm … spell check is not accepting my word grandparenting. You can read it by clicking here. I’ve not been responding to your comments lately due to end-of-the-year fatigue, I’m guessing. I really do appreciate them though, so thank you. I think my brain doesn’t have… Read More
I hung out with my Polish friends this weekend: Sunday in Rambouillet with Agnieszka, who told me that you can plant goji berries in France so you don’t have to pay an arm and a leg to get their health benefits. Then she gave me a plant and some piano music. And Saturday I spent time with Renata who taught… Read More
