A fancy Sunday chicken dinner. Not something that I typically do too much with, but since my father gave me a beautiful 8 lb chicken that he cared for and slaughtered himself, I can not resist.  He also shared...

Thoreau noted that, ‘the language of friendship is not words, but meanings’. This is a frustrating quote for me to think about, as I am not a great friend in many ways: I don’t remember...

I remember a time in my late teens when I was as idealistic as I was naive and everything I did moved toward the most simple life possible.  There are parts of me that continue to yearn for this misty...

Sunday saw the first half of this adventure with a walking tour of the Alley Art Project and the Rockwell Museum of Western Art, but today we finish up with how we killed time walking Market Street before...

I loved the Choose Your Own Adventure books when I was growing up.  I loved the idea that the book ended different ways dependent on my choices.  My choices made my adventure. Listening to the Nerdist Podcast...

Every year, like clockwork, I end up battling beetles.  They are the literal scourge of my weeping pussy willow and cherry trees as well as my beautiful roses.  I tend to blame the former occupants of our home...

Welcome back!  I hope you had time to check out some of the previous podcasts and tutorials on how to get started if you were one of the many who have no idea what I was talking about with the term...

Mother’s Day can be challenging.  My mom sent me a picture a few weeks ago and asked me to create something similar, and I thought, ‘there is no way, that takes a technique I don’t have...