A life of whimsey

So if your friends come over to visit and they say “Oh Rosa it looks great in here! It’s so clean!” . . . What do you think they mean???

Many years ago I watched a Martha Stewart episode which featured two men (Little and Lewis) in the Pacific Northwest who made concrete...

My poor basil bed has just lost another plant! First I lose half of them to frost and then I lose another one to this guy. . . I will be...

I spotted an old friend while driving home in the bus this afternoon. I could see him looking at me thinking ” Is that. . .Rosa? I think....

As I mentioned yesterday Morgan’s girlfriend Sarah had her grad on Friday. I thought you might like to see how lovely she and Morgan...

Last week I told Holly I was almost done planting and would begin to blog regularly again by Friday. That obviously didn’t happen! The...

No time to blog. No time to clean. No time to do dishes. No time to eat. (Unless it’s an ice cream sandwhich. I’ve been eating lots of...

I spent the day (and the night) in the garden, digging, wheelbarrowing, weeding, planting, watering and fence building. Three beds down,...

I have no family pictures displayed anywhere in my house. Do you find that shocking? The thing is, once I paint a wall I hate to put...