Primal Blues
I finally got around to reading Mark Sisson’s book, Primal Blueprint last week. I have to say that I was afraid it would be Atkins redux but was pleasantly surprised…
I finally got around to reading Mark Sisson’s book, Primal Blueprint last week. I have to say that I was afraid it would be Atkins redux but was pleasantly surprised…
After church we gathered for gumbo at Grandmommy and Papaw’s. As usual, my son ate too much, groans, then slips out of his chair to lay on the floor by…
The other day my husband and I found ourselves childless, they were with friends, so we took advantage of the chance to go on an evening ride through Old Town…
Right now my garden is a “watched pot.” I hover and find yet more bee balm sprouting up here and there. Bee balm is a big mistake in a small…
She was meant to be a lean huntress in the wild. But, in this neighborhood you just can’t have an inside/ outside cat, if you want it to live. …
Our refrigerator used to be covered with drawings of cats. The last few years it’s been all dragons and knights and such. For now anyway. I’ve had someone’s drawings on…
About to catch up on posting 365 shots. I’m surprised I’ve eked out the time to post at all lately. Maybe I’m slightly more efficient at photo taking, editing, and…
Since I started taking a photograph every day of my life, I will never take light for granted. The more I learn to work with it, the more in awe…
Is it? Maybe, if that love is more than warm fuzzies. It would take a much larger concept of love than what many of us learned as children from…