Category Archives: My Homely Hearth
A Lost Day
I am having a Lost Day. I lost sleep because it got too cold for my fan last night. I’ve lost a bag of glass bottles. (I know I had it yesterday.) I’ve lost my phone. (Yes, I had it … Continue reading
Building a Catio
Spring and summer bring time for outdoor work. This year, in addition to spending my creative energies on playing building games, I’m doing some real building. I have 16 cats of various ages and mixed genders in an old 1980s … Continue reading
New Garden Wagon
I’m excited! My new garden wagon with no-pop tires was delivered today, two days earlier than originally promised. This will make garden clean up and planting so much easier, as well as moving concrete blocks to work on the catio/doggio. … Continue reading
Dirge for William
My mother told me One day you will find A house with people in it Ones who are kind. (Slay many mice. Slay many mice.) You will protect their house And all the goods within it They will feed you … Continue reading
Projects for Improvement
Another year older, not necessarily better. I thought 2023 was one of my worst years for writing production, until I tried a mini-class in Rescue Time. I subscribed to the application in either late 2019 or early 2020, so I … Continue reading
Barometer Falling
With my old straw hat crammed down over my gardening “do”, which is two pigtails, I stepped outside the backdoor. Right away, I knew exactly what was causing my restlessness. The sky was overcast, and according to Weather.com, local temperatures … Continue reading
Writing for Pay
Writing-for-pay, in my book at least, moves me from just being a writer — which can mean anyone from a junior high kid hiding bad poetry in a box under the bed, to a grandmother who keeps a journal — … Continue reading
Recovering Daisy Peasblossom
Today is January 20, 2021. The year 2020, with all its bumps and warts has been laid to rest, and the world looks hopefully toward a fresh year. Covid-19 notwithstanding, 2020 was only moderately horrible for me. But I shall … Continue reading
Writer’s Block
Spring is here, and with it comes my usual restless desire for “new”, “different”, and “change”. Once that meant running away from the house and my grandmother to play in the woods, where I built tree houses, swung on grapevines and … Continue reading
Finding My Feet
Writing, even when the subject is something dry, comes from inside. The most mundane subjects, such as user manuals or handbooks, develop a particular flavor that reflects the personality of the writer. More than that, they are influenced by the … Continue reading
Daisy Peasblossom Fernchild 