This morning, as I walked outside, I spied The White Rabbit in my front yard. Resplendent in a fancy jacket and with a wicked twinkle in his...

"I'm so very late", said the White Rabbit. I've been so caught up in my beading that I completely lost sight of the fact t...

It's been a week since Pooch died, and each day is getting easier than the last. We spent the weekend digging a hole in the hard-packed...

For the past three years, my main focus each day has been to care for Pooch: feed him every 2 hours, make sure he gets his myriad of meds on...

I've been stagnating since before Christmas: mired in a quicksand of cranky mood, an unhealthy amount of self-pity, and no motivation. N...

My train dumped me back in Durham last Friday night, and my two guys were there to greet me. How sweet! I was treated to a proper greeting o...

I've had a love-hate relationship with pencil and paper for so long now. I love the magic they can make together, and yet hate the str...

It's official: I have a space at the Alternative Church Market in November. After meeting with the organizer of the charity event, I l...