And A Side Of Hairy Cat’s Ear Fries

We have a good-sized yard. Much of it is septic field, but there are pockets where this house’s previous owner planted the most beautiful irises, daisies, lilies, camellia, hydrangea, and poppies. Since we bought the house, the garden has become progressively more wild. Noticing all the dandelions and tall grasses, my friend Heather said, with the same awkward kindness upon greeting an ugly baby, “This garden has…potential.” Continue reading

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The Queen Bee’s Broken Appendage

I’ve wanted to learn about beekeeping since I was a kid watching Harriet’s Magic Hats. I envy Winnie the Pooh’s endless supply of the golden goo. Even this blog’s first post was about Adelaide Apiary on Mays Road. Continue reading

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Diddle-ee-dee with Quinn & Qristina

Easter weekend I had the great privilege of tapping my heel to diddle-ee-dee Irish music played by brother-and-sister duo Quinn & Qristina Bachand. It was my dad’s [insert flattering age here] birthday party, and my sister’s partner and talented musician Tim Readman asked the pair to entertain our small party. What a gift! Continue reading

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Bacteria Tea and Soda, Anyone?

This week, my Renaissance sisters and I learned how to make carbonated mushroom tea and rose-hip hibiscus soda. Is your mouth watering? Continue reading

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Two Hot Pockets and a Strap

While on the phone with one of my fellow Renaissance sisters, I mentioned that I had a sewing machine for this month’s meeting. The Mister looked at me. “You have a what?” he asked, smirking. His incredulity, though a little hurtful, is completely warranted. The only thing I’ve sewn in my life is an apron in Grade 8 Home Economics. The only thing I remember liking about it was embroidering ‘SK8′ on the pocket. (I was a pretend skate betty [a girl skateboarder]. I say pretend because I hung out with all the skater dudes but didn’t own a skateboard. Poser.) Continue reading

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Cher Junior: My French Offspring

I left our first Renaissance Women workshop with new offspring. As if I need another, though this one is less maintenance than my current brood. Continue reading

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No Place Like Home

We have had the most ridiculous month. The usual things (sick kids) plus a few less usual things (broken finger, bad back) were put into perspective when we got an early morning call from the mister’s family in the UK: his dad passed away. Continue reading

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