Turning over a new leaf

November 7th, 2012

So I’ve been doing a lot of traveling this last year, and am finally home again now for a good long stretch.  Which means I finally have time to clean my office!  Here’s what it looked like a few days ago:

Can you believe that mess?  It’s a total hurrah’s nest, as my Nova Scotia grandmother used to say.  (She pronounced it “who-raw’s nest.”)  This is what happens when you’re juggling multiple deadlines and lots of travel.  But it sure makes for a horrid place to work.

I’ve been busy these past few days, sorting, tidying, filing, tossing, dusting, vacuuming, straightening, and organizing.  I finally finished last night.  Here’s what it looks like now:

Ahhh.  MUCH better — I can breathe again!  And write.  Which is what I’m going to do right now…

Tidy surroundings are a vital part of my writing process.  How about you?


Nest update

June 13th, 2012

I count four little beaks, how about you?

Mama Robin is keeping a close watch on me as I watch her and her babies …


It’s been a busy day here in the Frederick backyard.  The nest is bulging with rapidly-growing baby robins, who look to me like they’re about ready to fledge (leave the nest).  I spotted a couple of way-too-interested crows hanging around earlier (unfortunately, crows like to snack on baby birds), so I’ve stationed myself close to the nest with my laptop, a glass of ice water, and, believe it or not, a canoe paddle just in case I need to swat at one of said crows.

I have to go inside to Skype with a mother-daughter book club in Wisconsin, so I’m going to let Bonnie take over for nest guard duty for a while.  Talk about teamwork!



Jam heaven

August 11th, 2011

It’s that time of year again!









One of my favorite things to do every summer is pick berries and make jam.  I won’t go into rapturous detail about it the way I did last year (you can read that blog post again here if you want to), but I will say that on a recent Saturday morning, I was in berry heaven.  Boysenberry heaven.








My husband and I picked four buckets full, plus two buckets of marionberries.  Then we went home and spent the rest of the day happily canning, and now our cupboard is lined with dozens of jars of gorgeous deep purple jam.  There’s nothing better on a cold winter morning than a heaping spoonful of summery goodness on a piece of toast.  Yum!

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