Tomorrow is the first of December, which means today is the perfect day for good parents to fire up Pinterest and check out some of the...

A mother, on the other hand, in my humble experience of less than two years, is more like the shell of a person. The stretched out, faded...

Last week I was grating a raw beetroot into a pot of soup (this soup, incidentally, which is so delicious I almost ate H’s portion before...

The Show is a two-day affair, Friday and Saturday, and a celebration of all things agricultural. It is also, in its own way and perhaps...

More guests arrived and three cats became four; an eleven-dollar blow-up paddling pool provided at least twelve dollars worth of fun; I...

Decorating: done (yes, all my bookshelves are this pretentious) There are but three shopping days left until Christmas, dear reader(s)....

This morning, between baking four huge chocolate cakes and dealing with a toddler suffering from what I thought was fear of the noise the...

Where are your friends? If this is some sort of sock conspiracy to make me lose my tiny mind and turn to the cooking sherry before nine...

One black and white owl, perched on the screen door. The month of September came to an end and the Mystery of The Toilet Roll Owls was...

A small army of owls Mysterious things never happen to me. Well, almost never. There was the incident with the Russian stalker who stole...