H’s beloved dad died on Saturday. It was expected, and a relief in that he was released from his suffering after a year of illness. It is...

Have you seen this website, all about cabins, and this one, about woodsy hipster life? I am a bit obsessed with both right now. It’s...

It probably wasn’t as awful to others as it was to me, but most of the other mums there have two or more kids, and I suddenly felt like a...

The reason for the subterfuge is that since blackberries are a terrible pest in these parts, and you are supposed to keep them away by...

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...

Did you know there is such a thing as Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease? No? Well, you do now. I highly recommend not google-image searching...

Warning to the pregnant: Contents of bump gives not one shit how, or even if, you fold their clothes. Also, your thighs will not stay...

When you are ill, it's nice to make your sickroom into a restful haven. Or you can put a giant tiger at the foot of the bed. Please...

Someone else used to be the cutest baby in this house. Today is a day of crazy. May Blossom slept very little last night, due to her...

I am a hoarder. I come from hoarders, I married a hoarder and together we have bred a tiny hoarder. Over the years, H and I have...

Having being born with an unusually thick crop of dark hair – for an Anglo baby, at least – May Blossom is no stranger to the scissors....

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

Hello there. Did you survive Christmas? Are you still speaking to any of your family? Did anyone lose an eye when the top button of your...

The place was gone to rack and ruin. Only the Lighthouse beam entered the rooms for a moment, sent its sudden stare over bed and wall in...

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

All I wanted for Christmas this year was the chance to watch my grandmother gaze at May Blossom. I got it. This picture was taken by H...

Perhaps someone could explain to my eyelids why I am so damn shattered then. Maybe it’s because on our splendid holiday we visited the...

Freezing fog, that’s the forecast for Denver this morning. I didn’t even know that was a thing. Shows how much I know about weather....

Later this morning H, May Blossom and I are going to commence Operation Shop and Gnaw*,in which we set off to buy Christmas presents for...

Here, loyal readers, is a post from an iPad! If it works I’ll be a monkey’s uncle. So far I have uploaded a picture, which has been...