Grief is a wiley bastard. You think you’ve tamed him. Taught him to walk by your side. Then he lunges at you in the hallway and the photo that you walk past a dozen times a day draws tears. Your loss ...
pondering
show day
It started like any other show day. Bearhands went to work early. The girls had dippy eggs for breakfast and were still in the pyjamas at nine. After lunch we headed up the hill to the show. I ...
bake it off
So yesterday wasn't wonderful. Our farm website was hacked, my back is playing up and the Big Sister's butterfly project wasn't coming out as hoped. Then I asked myself, if Taylor Swift were a ...
run it up the flagpole (and other things I’m wrong about)
If I wrote a list of all the things I'm wrong about we'd still be here next Tuesday, so in the interest of brevity I'll limit this to things I discovered I was wrong about on Saturday ...
I took my hangover to Costco and I bought……
As school kids we would play a memory game. One person would start "I went to the shop and I bought an apple." Then the next kid would say "I went to the shop and I bought an apple and a stick of ...
the very best gifts I’ve ever received (and how to help the people of Nepal)
Bearhands and I have reached that stage in our union that our marriage has outlived many of our wedding presents. The red non-stick frypan my Aunt gave us is now decidedly stick. I broke one of the ...