What a warm and quintessential spring day it was today. While I was making a cup of tea this morning, I opened the back door to see what the day felt like beyond the door. It was what I would call pre-warm. I could tell that the temperature today would soon be perfect, perfect for a person who thinks “in the 80s” is too hot. The water in the kettle began to boil, and as I poured the water into my white porcelain cup, I heard a buzz. Was it a fly already? I soon saw one of my

After writing my last blog, I started looking at some of the other cookbooks I own. Like a hundred other things I have collected, cookbooks have always interested me. I bought a Betty Crocker Picture Cookbook a little while ago. It was copyrighted in 1950. It was in pristine condition, which meant no one ever used it, so it was a great find for me. The illustrations are truly historic artworks and worth preserving. I first started reading the recipes out of curiosity, but now

I still get the Sunday Enquirer each week. I actually enjoy walking out to the end of my driveway in my robe to pick it up and bring it into the house. It’s as if it was a specially delivered gift I get to unwrap each week. It covers the news from the world to my city and sometimes even to my neighborhood. Once in a while I will cut out pertinent articles I want to remember, line my kitchen compost bin with it, save it on the porch to start a fire, or occasionally I’ll wrap d

December 4, 2025 A new Holiday Perspective Christmas. Some people love it. Some people don’t. I am always vaguely disgruntled when I see Christmas decorations up the day after Halloween. We barely had time to count how many pumpkin cookies we had left at the bakery. But the rush is always on. A panicky feeling takes over that perhaps I too should be in a hurry or I’ll miss out on something. I don’t think choosing to do something because it saves time is necessarily the b