On a sunny Friday, sometimes it’s good to invite a few friends over. Start with a snuggle and party planning on the bed. Make sure everyone is comfortable! When the menu is planned, tea prepared, and snacks laid out just…
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My Daughter and a Mountain Lion
I love this picture for many reasons, all my own, but I hope you find some enjoyment from it too.
San Diego Snow
Sometimes it can be surreal living in Southern California. You can be wearing a t-shirt outside then hop in the car, drive 35 minutes, and end up in a winter wonderland. The massive boulder piles east of San Diego are…
Fence Project…COMPLETED!
I’m a firm believer that if it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing until it makes you sick. Am I right? [crickets] Friday afternoon I decided it was time to finish the Fence Project once and for all. I then shut…
So It Goes
Thanks to Kurt Vonnegut for that three word world-weary summation of the state of everything. Now let’s get down to business. That wheat bread I thought was a sure disaster? I finally cut open a loaf this morning for breakfast…
Terrible Two-and-a-Half
It is upon us, the dark time. Biting, kicking, screaming, hair-pulling, willful disobedience. Our beautiful little daughter can transform, with no warning, into a wild animal. Ten seconds later she’s back to normal. Believe me, this see-sawing from cuteness to…
Bread and Education
They go together like bread and…butter. You’ll see. Picture 1213 Let’s start with a loaf of Scottish oat bread. Simple brown bread, but is it? I can teach Toddler Harbat how to mix the ingredients, the order of rising, forming,…
Monday Stew: A Little of This, A Little of That
Weekends always seem longer than they are on the calendar. I think back to what I did this weekend: gardening, baking, farmer’s market, park visitor’s center, constructing compost pile fencing, garden festival/fair, and it doesn’t seem possible it fit into…
Having a Kid is Like…
…beautiful angelic light from heaven, and the clear ringing of silver bells…ahh screw it. Toddler Harbat bit me last night and I called her a wild dog. She cried, there were hugs and apologies all around, and all was forgiven…
State of Independence
“I’m doing it!” Oh, the days when we thought it would be funny to hear Toddler Harbat that. Sometimes it’s still funny. Sometimes, like when she refuses to get out of the car and slumps on the armrest like a…
