Statistics report, 8/21-8/28

Statistics report, 8/21-8/28

The most exciting week of the year has come and gone, and here’s the full report by (food) numbers: 1 fifteenth anniversary dinner at Foothills Milling Company 2 amuse bouches, aka bite-size hors d’œuvre, consisting of a spoonful of asparagus truffle soup...
Blogging is all fake.

Blogging is all fake.

Blogs are fake. Or, if you want to be less harsh about it, how about this: Blogs are curated to shine the light on only those prisms we want to offer up to the world. So are Facebook, and Twitter, and LinkedIn, and everywhere else we present ourselves in public. Oh, I...
Out of doors

Out of doors

Another busy week of August is in the books! I think we had a single evening this whole last week where we weren’t running in different directions, which made yesterday’s family hike & swim day even better. But I’ll get to that in a second....
Magic school bus days, love, and marriage

Magic school bus days, love, and marriage

Jonathan started Kindergarten camp last week, otherwise known as two days of shuffling around classrooms for him and evaluation for them. Eventually, the kids are assigned into rooms with energy levels and reading levels and behavioral levels more or less distributed...
Hillside gardening, the trauma and progress

Hillside gardening, the trauma and progress

For some reason my gardening bug hits in the heat of August every year. I can’t think why except that so many of our plants are perennials like coneflowers and black-eyed susans, and it’s hard to tell how the garden will shape up till they’re in...