Category: portrait of a bee hive

  • It’s me, your girl, taking another whack at the blogging thing! I think I’ve found an odd sort of consistency re: blogging, in that I keep trying regularly to blog regularly, and I think that counts for something. A note to my slightly future self: let’s work on this blog template, shall we? But first!…

  • The breakfast sandwich I made on a ciabatta roll earlier today (technically it was a lunch sandwich, if we’re going by timing, but it was a breakfast sandwich in its essence). Reading the excellent The Seep by Chana Porter, which had all the flavors of New Weird that I love in Jeff VanDerMeer’s work, but…

  • Every so often, I come back to blogging — having never gotten over the loss of Google Reader (which is, I write somewhat facetiously, where we started to go wrong as a civilization) — though I never stay for long, and never know what I want to say. I’ve blogged about knitting, about what I’m…