The Pasture by Robert Frost I’m going out to clean the pasture spring; I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too. I’m going out to fetch the little calf That’s standing by the mother. It’s so young, It totters when she licks it with her tongue. I sha’n’t be … Continue reading Come with me
Well, I may not have gotten as much nature as I wanted out of our January trip, but I got my fill last month on a bird watching trip with Mom in southeastern Oregon. If you find yourself considering your first birding trip, here are some of the finer points of this one, and then a few challenges and coping strategy suggestions. I’m glad I went! It … Continue reading I went on a snipe hunt…
In desperation to warm up some tight muscles before a deep-tissue massage appointment, I headed out of the office for a brisk walk, last evening. About 10 minutes into it, I determined that it wasn’t working, or rather, I found a more attractive idea: go home, run a hot bath while fixing a quick dinner, soak a bit, then eat and head for the therapist … Continue reading Enter the pelican
We have just returned from a weekend of ski, cabin, and general Puget Sound fun; I’m still processing the photos & stories from it. Though I’m really wishing for a nap, I marvel at the restorative properties of a vacation, even when it’s an exhausting one! Despite aches on at least four parts of my body (or just all of it, due to a pre-trip … Continue reading Buckets of hit points
Bring it on: The dark, sleep-happy mornings The supreme entertainment provided by squirrels, cardinals, juncos and the whole merry backyard band including that slinking cat Soup recipe experimentation Ramekin (pot pie recipe) experimentation The stoke from carving one hella long “S” on my snowboard, on a bunny slope The stoke from doing a lot more than that on skis, if I get my butt out … Continue reading Ok, winter, I’m ready.
The Kielbasa Festival, a wedding in Milwaukee, then husband away in Germany for a week, my relay race in Kentucky, a 10 mile race in town, a 10k trail race a little bit out of town, then … a big climbing trip! What a crazy six weeks: a period during and after which I couldn’t complain about the small amount of travel in my life, … Continue reading Getting Gunky