Category Archives: Musings

I think this sunset was enhanced by that volcano eruption in Alaska. I’m sorry Alaska is going Pompeii on you, northern neighbors, but it does make for a lovely sunset down here.

This moose angel is actually from the winter before last (2007-08). Unfortunately, I was right up on it with the tractor before I knew what it was, and I’d all ready run over half of it. If you look carefully, … Continue reading →

I fear, like most of my landscape shots, this picture does not do the scene justice. Many mornings, while Spokane (elevation, 2000ft) is tucked away in a blanket of clouds, we (2500-3000ft) are poking out, with our hillside, into the … Continue reading →

My friend Molly writes on her Facebook status: Molly is having a bluegrass good friday, with a cup of coffee in a wood hut in a marine camp out in the desert. strangely pleased to be miles and miles away, … Continue reading →

The Inlander’s 101 word fiction contest results are in. And runners up, which includes one from yours truly.

I ran across this book the other day. Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: The Classic Regency Romance – Now with Ultraviolent Zombie Mayhem! I’m not sure what to make of it, frankly. Though, really, it’s hard not to like a … Continue reading →

Farmerteen and her father have no sense of their appendages. I used to joke, of Farmertot, that if her arms and legs and head weren’t stuck on, I’d just be toting around a torso . . . the rest would … Continue reading →

I watched a really tender vampire movie the other day called Let the Right One In. The Netflix version is dubbed to English, which is kind of a shame, because I think that tends to bollocks the whole soundtrack, but … Continue reading →

Farmerteen, who was looking at something one the streets of Dublin when Michael and I continued on, and consequently had to catch up, quipped the following, as she slipped her hand into mine: “Toddlers and Teens are a lot alike: … Continue reading →

This is Barkely, shaved. He is a beautiful, if somewhat scary, woggy. What he loves most in the world (or at least just under Jen and Farmerteen) is snow. He’s about to go into his spring funk, as the snow … Continue reading →