Thrifting for a Day
One never knows what the day will bring when setting out in search of treasure. Many people look at fishing as a similar venture. My father was an extraordinary fisherman. People who went at...
Author: karen
Gone Man, Solid Gone
There’s this frozen instant in time when almost everything in the house is gone, sucked away. What exists afterward depends on what we were doing where it was happening, and inches apparently matter. The...
Magnificent Monarchs on St Mark’s
by Karen As I go about the business of putting a life back together, there’s nothing I’d like more than an escape to the sandy beaches of my youth. I look forward to the...
North on 65, Unexpectedly
Around 2AM Eastern Time on the 29th of September Russ, my significant sweetie, started trying to call me. He was at home and I was in south Alabama to help my Mom recoup after...
Gift Giving, The Lesson of the Aprons
By Karen I write this as we move into what is, for many of us, the biggest gift giving season of the year. Some of us are approaching the season in “business as usual”...
Etsy@Six Degrees
We recently opened our Etsy.com store and it’s been a long time coming. Opening the “store” seemed a perfect idea. I’ve been collecting fine craft and sewing supplies for many years, but I had...
Ice Cream Spoon
by Karen You never know what you’ll learn while traveling. I met a fellow southerner on a group outdoors trip. We were in a state park cabin and I asked for the iced tea...
Real World Dreaming in A Virtual World Game
by Karen This is one of two posts about a love-hate experience with Farmville.com, a game I played for a brief time, at least 20 years ago. Here, I share how my Farmville design...
Facebook, Farming and the Future
By Karen I avoided Facebook (FB) for years. I have to admit that I saw it as a narcissistic black hole that could suck you in and remove you from deeper, more natural relationships....