Appreciating

Garden dreaming…

Garden dreaming…

Late last spring we wrote a post about our grand plans to grow some vegetables. We didn’t know what we were doing, but we decided to forge ahead anyway. (Kinda like we do almost everything around here.) With the encouragement of Mama Holt (whose blog I miss all the time, even all these months after(…)

What if Facebook were around 80 years ago?

What if Facebook were around 80 years ago?

It probably wouldn’t look that different from today’s Facebook. You’d still have line-ups of beautiful young women in party dresses: And the posed, wanna-be-artsy portraits they take of each other when boys aren’t around: There’d be photos of handsome young men doing their own kind of posing: Like today, there would also be those awkward(…)

Lessons from Frank Lloyd Wright

Lessons from Frank Lloyd Wright

Rita and I had a really nice summer day last weekend. We’ve  been so busy with DIY projects that we decided to take a day off and make a short road trip. About an hour and a half drive from us in Silverton, Oregon is a Frank Lloyd Wright-designed home, the Gordon House. It’s the(…)

How we’re beating the heat this summer

How we’re beating the heat this summer

I am a Northwest native. Well, not technically. My family has been in the northwest only as far back as the early 1900s–but most of them came from northern Europe, and I’m guessing that they stopped wandering and settled in here because  when they got to this land of grey sky, green trees, and cool(…)

Simple kitchen design

Simple kitchen design

Well, I posted a while back about an online class I’m working through on design. It’s called Creation of Artifacts. It was 8 week class focused on solving a design challenge of some sort, which finished up this week. I had plans to post regularly about the experience, but that just didn’t happen. (I might(…)

Of projects, priorities, and perfect days

Of projects, priorities, and perfect days

I cannot remember the last time I felt bored. Tired, cranky, anxious, overwhelmed? Yes, more often than I care to admit. But bored? Never. Sure, there are lots of minutes in every day that I have to do things I find boring, but I think I will never have enough time to do all the(…)

The thing itself

The thing itself

Bad weeks:  We’ve all had them. I got to have one last week. The particulars don’t really matter. Some were kind of big, but most were small. It was the cumulative effect, the snowballing nature of the week that, by Friday, had flattened me. All I wanted was a day at home. On Thursday I(…)