Traditionally-- at least in my own little "Whee! I live alone!" kind of tradition-- weekend mornings have been devoted to puttering around in my windowsill garden ( Read more... )

In checking the windowsill plants this morning, I saw two baby peppers on the pepper plants ( Read more... )

This morning, I woke up in a cloud of comforter with a purring silky weight pinioning my legs in place. Perhaps this could be like every morning, but today his little ears flicked at my foot ( Read more... )

I have got to do something about these icons ( Read more... )