Category Archives: Musings

I will write more when I get back.

Farmerteen once wrote a book about the “foucher” and what it [the future] might hold. When I decided I really needed a set of noise-canceling headphones, Michael was in Beijing, and we were IMing at one of the points our … Continue reading →

Pathetic. Here we are, in February, still chipping away at our pathetic attempts at Christmas.  Michael and Farmerteen are working on their traditional, last minute gifts.  I have finished mine (so morally superior, I am — a ridiculous claim, as … Continue reading →

There are a series of these out on the prairie that we cross from our house to the Valley. Some are as close as one tenth of a mile to the next one. None are particularly near houses. I think … Continue reading →

Out on the prairie, at this time of year, it is often difficult to see what is prairie and what is sky.

We always say that Eskimos have a gazillion different words for snow, without thinking that maybe we have a number of English words for snow that we don’t really use. I ended up at Avalanche.org when I went in search … Continue reading →

As you may recall, we spent this Christmas driving around, delivering baked goods to the folks we knew were going to be alone because the service (and brunch) were canceled. Despite our somewhat morose and not very festive mood, Farmergirl … Continue reading →

This is Farmergirl’s last day as Farmergirl. I thought you would enjoy these shots, taken last week.

Farmergirl’s birthday is Wednesday, and I am oft asked what would she like. Her current wish list (beyond her love of iTunes and Claires) includes: Now 29 (CD) Yet Another Cinderella Story sound track The Twilight books on CD Any … Continue reading →

The average age of our collective NW friends is about fifty three. We’re largely the youngest folks in many of the circles we travel. Consequently, we’ve watched several friends go through the following scenario(s): Aging mother and/or father: Develops cancer … Continue reading →