Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
Wednesday, November 2, 2011. Connor and Elliot have been a big help to me this season. Radishes, beets, sweet peppers, daikon radishes, watermelon radishes. Three types of kale, and collard greens. Two turnip varieties, rainbow chard back there.
I Like My New Name. Thursday, September 3, 2009. I have continued blogging under an new name. Monday, March 16, 2009. Here is a note, mainly for my children to read, from my cousin Jeff.
Monday, July 22, 2013. As of this entry, there is no new content being recorded here, but if you find something in the files of interest or benefit to you, I am grateful. As an aid to the reader, when I have referenced a scripture the words are highlighted as a link to crosswalk. A biographical series which focuses on church authority is here. Tuesday, May 14, 2013.
My songs, my thoughts, my life. The Beginning of Something Good. The Beginning of Something Good.
Adding passionate nerd points to the internet since 2010. Thursday, 1 January 2015. New Year, Old Me. For me, the natural time for goal setting came as the days got shorter and colder and leaves fell and everywhere was bathed in a golden light. Time seemed to stretch eternal and seeped with hope and anticipation. You know when people say they let themselves go? .
Surprise someone with flowers,. Order Pretty Flowers in Co.
Monday, January 26, 2015. Sorry, but I really have not much to update this blog as time goes by. As there are no really News on A Bouquet for a Kill, I just want to update News from The Terror Stalkers. The movie will be released later this year. Sunday, September 14, 2014. Sunday, July 27, 2014.
Happy New Year, everyone! I certainly was raised in the firm belief that poinsettias were basically a festive holiday deathtrap.
Monday, January 30, 2012. so good so good so good. how are they not madly in love? What a Poem Should Be. My attempt at an ars poetica. A poem should wake me up with soft lips on my neck,. It should freeze my heart and force me to the bottle. It should sift through the sands of my mind and come out. With a small treasure, a perfect shell. It should offend me, move me, shake me,. Take advantage of me, slap me, build me. It should shuffle through my brain, an unsolved enigma.