So we got there, we camped temporarily on the flat while Scott and Bodwin wandered around making cryptic gestures and grumbling, and we had a metric f-ton of fun with our friends, the pyromaniacs dear, dear freaks Celts.  And then we drank Marconis.  I was tasked with helping Etaine "get her blotto on."  I did […]

So, as I mentioned, we got a trailer for the camping trip.  Sounds crazy, I know, but this is the first time in years Scott and I have been able go for the same number of days, so we wanted to take just one vehicle.  Nothing makes us more exhausted than packing up at the […]

Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil; And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. And for all this, nature is never spent; There lives the dearest freshness deep down things; And though the […]

I should be telling you what a wonderful time I had at the river with the girls.  But that will have to wait. I should be telling you how great it was getting together with the other girls so the lovelies could teach a spinning class at Potomac Celtic Festival and let the students take […]

Edited–Back again with a vengeance.  I just finished writing everything I had to write for the Potomac Celtic Festival Program, and that means I’m free to rave about how wonderful Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival was.  But I can’t really do that until I tie up at least a few of these loose ends. So, […]

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I’m sprung, girls.  There are no two ways about it.  I am in love, and that means I am in trouble.  And this time, it’s trouble squared. Yarrow is gorgeous, but evil.  And Speedwell is gorgeous (this picture does not do him justice), but evil. These two are hell on paws.  Fur bags full of […]

You’ll have to excuse my lack of blogging recently.  I’ve been on vacation for the last week or so, burning through leave at my old job before I start my new job.  The Vernal Equinox was here a couple of days ago, and it really feels like I’m staring at tons of new beginnings, and […]

The Shadowy One has left us.  When I got home from work last night, Scath was having serious difficulty breathing.  Between gasps, he meowed at me.  I’m pretty sure he was asking me to help him on his way.  We will miss him terribly.  I hate cancer. Edit: Thank you all for being so kind.  […]