Category Archives: Personal
Goats are wasteful with their hay. Despite building “little waste” mangers, the girls still pull out and ignore just as much hay as they eat. Then, though there are piles of hay that they turn into fluffy beds, they insist … Continue reading
What a time to be alive!! A pandemic AND an attempted coup d’etat. I felt like my brain was full of ideas earlier this week, while I was at work of course, and then January 6th happened. As I write … Continue reading
The other week I noticed that there are a lot of people online who seem to poo-poo everything and anything anyone else happens to like. You like pepperoni? NO! Sausage is better. You like the color blue? NO! Red is … Continue reading
It’s not 5 AM on a Friday when this post is hitting your inbox. I realized today, after sending Mr. Muse yet another email with the subject of “Miscellany”, that I often feel like the Queen of Catch All. The … Continue reading
The other week there was a new comic published by The Oatmeal that discussed creativity. I love the way Matthew Inman illustrates and explains various concepts, from philosophic to red velvet mites, and his thoughts on creativity were like a … Continue reading
Strange days, these. We are fine here, and thus far none of our household has shown any signs of infection from Covid-19. However, we are all resigned that at some point, we will likely be infected.
“Have you been practicing?” I dreaded that question. Much like confession when I was in grade school where I didn’t have anything to confess, I knew full well that responding, “No,” was not the correct answer.
Last week Monday, my barn jeans tore across the left thigh. They’d been wearing noticeably thin over the last few months and I knew they would need to be retired soon. Monday was July 8th and it would have been … Continue reading
I am a fan of the literary magazine, The Sun, which is ad-free and runs a variety of features from interviews to “Readers Write.” Once in a while, I think I should submit something for publication, but the thought passes.