Stone House Scribblings

I want to finish planting the garden. First, this yen to update ... to have something new coming up when I open "Scribblings". Besides it is windy and rainy right now. The radar isn't very encouraging for drying wash either. There's always tomorrow. Meanwhile, about the gate being left open, one of my current favorite… Continue reading Scribblings On Wednesday

Today is nice. I have no schedule and the duskiness of impending rain allows me to ignore the chores of yard work and gardening. I can sit uncombed with my coffee and computer without compunction. Amazing prospects of reading or wording or snoozing, whatever I wish. I haven't encountered such a day stretching before me… Continue reading Beauty

What a lovely vacation! We flew to South Carolina to meet with my siblings and parents at Ivan's home. The day we went to the ocean is one of my favorite highlights. Blue water, blue sky, white sands, children playing in the surf, the warm salt water made it all a most amazing experience. Besides… Continue reading Vacation Reset

Every spring the maple tree buds fatten long before the snow is done. And the robins return. Mama Robin is again sneaking around the end of the house pretending she doesn't know a thing about the very obvious nest on the top of the stone pillar on the corner of our house. I'm glad to… Continue reading Buds of a Maple

We cleaned out the old, rotting grape trellis and will now have to create a new one. But this is a happy event for me. We got rid of the thicket and perhaps now we can have a real trellis that actually allows the crop to grow within reach. I thought we would only take… Continue reading Home and Garden Keeping

Spring came and now we wait for it to pass into summer because that's really what we are needing. Just like any other spring, there are certain temps we must reach consistently in order for certain development of greenery and growth to happen. Spring truly is happening, but it is a slow, halting process. So… Continue reading Are We There Yet?

I always thought that someday, when I've finally grown up or learned to be focused and organized that each day would lend to a single purpose of getting my real life lived. That most of what happens to my days right now are interruptions to the real deal. That life will be simpler eventually, somehow.… Continue reading Rich and Varied