All Purls. No Swine.
It's been almost exactly eight years since I published a version of the post below on Ricochet. (Time really does fly when you're having fun.) I was reminded of it this week, when I had a rare encounter with health care of the human sort myself. On Monday night (it's now Saturday), I did my… Continue reading Ruminations on the High Cost of Healthcare, and How to Bring it Down–2023
I've known for many years now that there may come a time in my life when it's time to let go. And at this point--when it comes to the edge of my 79th year on this planet--I might be ready: Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower;… Continue reading Moving On. You May Kiss the Bride!
Chinggis is my (by this time) rather elderly rooster, he who once was lost (as have been a startling number of others in my life) and was one of two whom I tripped over on a walk down the road, on a day towards the end of January 2021. His lucky day. After a frantic call… Continue reading Chinggis Makes His Move
Oh, yes. Many have come before: Entertaining Angels: The Gift from God Edition Entertaining Angels: Life Comes Full Circle Edition (AKA the "Little Chick Chick Edition) Entertaining Angels: The Lamb in the Living Room Occasional Quote of the Day: Entertaining Angels And the one that started it all Entertaining Angels: Four-Legged Ones, Mostly Which brings… Continue reading Entertaining Angels: Here We Go Again Edition
An update to what's becoming a RightWingKnitJob Valentine's Day tradition: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Ahhh, “Meerkat Love.” Remember that hoary old song from the mid-1970s by that odd duo, Captain and Tennille? Yeah, I’m sorry to say that I remember it too. (A note to the unwary: I know that’s not the actual title of the song, but close… Continue reading “Cry Me a Cockroach,” 2023
I've had Whistle pet trackers on my Great Pyrenees dogs for at least a decade. I haven't really kept track (see what I did there) of the technology, what it was, how it's changed, where it is now. (As a 30-year IT professional myself, I have a deep aversion to wasting time looking at how… Continue reading A Review of the Whistle Pet Tracker–Short Answer for Rural Dwellers: Look Elsewhere
She is, unequivocally, the most charming puppy it’s ever been my privilege to know. (For those interested or even just wondering–or perhaps choking a bit over the unfamiliar word–it’s pronounced SHOO-sha, being a Basque girl’s name, native to the Pyrenees.) “She has such a feminine head,” said my veterinarian, when I texted her a photo. And… Continue reading Xuxa!
So there I was, yesterday, wandering around my favorite antiques store (real antiques, very little junk--although, on occasion, I'm fond of junk stores too), looking for a mirror to set above my restored oak chest of drawers. Discovered one. It's walnut, and in a completely different style, but it works! And I found myself in… Continue reading “How Pleasant to Know Mr. Lear!”
About a week ago, I made an executive decision: Come this next Sunday, I’m sending almost all of my sheep to the auction. All that is, except: Dizzabel, the tiny lamb who entered my life last January when I discovered her, down the bottom of the field, in the snow, crying, at about 10PM when… Continue reading Changes: Down Here on the Farm
My childhood in Corfu shaped my life. If I had the craft of Merlin, I would give every child the gift of my childhood--Gerald Durrell I was a voracious reader as a child. If it came between endboards, I read it. Too young for me (I loved the Peter Rabbit tales for years longer than I should… Continue reading “The Gift of My Childhood”