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Yearly Archives: 2008
Bee here now
So yes, I started a bee-keeping class this week. I don’t have bees, have no immediate plans to get any, but was curious because although I have always eaten honey I didn’t really understand how it was produced. My classmates … Continue reading
Food: let’s celebrate!
By now I am sure that you are all well into your own celebration of this the International Year of the Potato, but in case you haven’t got everything in place, here’s a handy list of world-wide events you can … Continue reading
Omega 3 & 6 fatty acids
Goodness, here it is March. Where did that come from? And here are some February crocuses. The more I read, the more complicated the world seems. Recently I’ve been reading about Omega 3 fatty acids; there was a helpful article … Continue reading
Reading for writing and weather for leaving
What a farewell gift from the weather gods. Although I got lots of writing done at the writers and artists’ colony this year, I also enjoyed the reading time. I spent my evenings with Edward Hirsch, browsing his Poet’s Choice, … Continue reading
More sheep, and a bit of dip
I went round to the sheep barn again yesterday, braving the face-freezing weather for a glimpse of the two latest arrivals, born on Sunday. I had apparently timed my visit to nap time. Tipsy was there with her colourful offspring. … Continue reading









