Monthly Archives: January 2014

Obtain a yield – grow your own food

The last time I was home, my mom and I spent some time in her garden harvesting the last of her green bean crop. Together, we filled three buckets full over about an hour of bean hunting – the garden’s

Obtain a yield – grow your own food

The last time I was home, my mom and I spent some time in her garden harvesting the last of her green bean crop. Together, we filled three buckets full over about an hour of bean hunting – the garden’s

Can bloggers develop real friendships?

I read a guest post on Harsh reality yesterday by Sue of It Goes On, asking whether or not it was possible to be friends with someone you’ve never met. I responded: Yes, but it’s damned exhausting because you don’t

Can bloggers develop real friendships?

I read a guest post on Harsh reality yesterday by Sue of It Goes On, asking whether or not it was possible to be friends with someone you’ve never met. I responded: Yes, but it’s damned exhausting because you don’t

This is a random post about love and life

I was thinking about my beautiful grandmother this morning. I posted a message on her FB page with lots of hearts and smileys, telling her that I loved her. She helped raise me, since my mother was still very young

This is a random post about love and life

I was thinking about my beautiful grandmother this morning. I posted a message on her FB page with lots of hearts and smileys, telling her that I loved her. She helped raise me, since my mother was still very young

getting lost is just part of the journey

I was dropped off deep within the wooded dunes of The Hague yesterday. It was an unknown location to me, and the point of the excursion was to find my way home. It was about 12 kilometers from my house

getting lost is just part of the journey

I was dropped off deep within the wooded dunes of The Hague yesterday. It was an unknown location to me, and the point of the excursion was to find my way home. It was about 12 kilometers from my house

Jealousy, honesty and the dark side of blogging

I give myself exactly thirty minutes to say this. Then I publish. Screw it. I woke up thinking a lot about stuff, as I tend to do these days. I’m a thinker. No – I’m an over-thinker. I think until

Jealousy, honesty and the dark side of blogging

I give myself exactly thirty minutes to say this. Then I publish. Screw it. I woke up thinking a lot about stuff, as I tend to do these days. I’m a thinker. No – I’m an over-thinker. I think until

Holy birds

For the past three winters, an ungodly large host of sparrows has lodged in the pine trees behind our house. Sparrows don’t typically migrate, a factoid I learned when they moved into our neighborhood. They follow the same ritual every

Holy birds

For the past three winters, an ungodly large host of sparrows has lodged in the pine trees behind our house. Sparrows don’t typically migrate, a factoid I learned when they moved into our neighborhood. They follow the same ritual every

transition

I had another elevator dream last night. In these recurring dreams, the elevator I’m stuck in either soars into the sky, submerges into the earth, or goes sideways into some alternate realm. —— I realised I’d forgotten my jacket in

transition

I had another elevator dream last night. In these recurring dreams, the elevator I’m stuck in either soars into the sky, submerges into the earth, or goes sideways into some alternate realm. —— I realised I’d forgotten my jacket in