This Christmas stocking I am knitting for the boy is going to smell like garlic. This is because, here it is, three weeks after Thanksgiving, and I decided mid-knit to brine another turkey. We had so many people drop in on Thanksgiving night, that I only had enough leftovers to make one pot of soup. […]

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This was Benjamin at 10 months.

Greetings, Everyone! This is Benjamin Rutledge Young, who was born December 13 at 11:44 in the afternoon, to great squallings and kicking of his long froggy feet. Isn’t he splendid?

He arrived six weeks early, much to everyone’s surprise, since most first babies tend to be late. Simons was at his birthday Man Campout at Moïse […]

Six years ago, which in New House Time is really last Friday, Simons and I waited breathlessly for the arrival of, no, not our firstborn child, but something even BETTER!
Dirt!
An entire truckload of dirt. Four thousand pounds of sifted topsoil, mushroom compost and regular compost, all mixed and […]

Oh hi, it’s me. The long lost. I have reasons. The first was that there was a very large cross-country move, which I realize is excellent blog fodder, but really, here is what I have to say about our transcontinental drive: the U.S. smells.

This is the Grand Canyon. It smells.

This is Red Rocks. […]

So I’ve been watching a lot of tv. No, not really. Well, okay, maybe I have.
But in between episodes of Big Love, a lot has happened. When last I posted about Grubious the carpet mushroom and his illicit paramour, Myrtle, the carpet shrubbery, we were crossing our fingers and rubbing Buddha’s pendulous tummy that we […]

I meant to post a big Christmas story, but first I was sick (like too sick to even knit, read or watch TV) and then Simons was sick, and then I brained myself while skiing, and then for New Years, Beulah ate about a bucket of sand and now she’s sick too. What a charming […]

It’s cooking time around here. What started out as an intimate dinner f