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As we move forward with the building of the Writer’s Shed, Ed and I are still discussing who to hire for help with construction. Last week, ...

The Writer’s Shed is not even in the most formative stages of construction yet and still I feel the need to roll up my sleeves and do my par...

The winds blow this way and the winds blow that way. April can be a difficult month. But you know, we need a different marker of warmth than...

In the evening, the weather people are warning of storms. The severe kind that do damage. Ed and I are back at Menards, looking at windows, ...

I’m generous with passes in class. You don’t want to talk? Okay. You get a pass. I’ll give myself the same here. It was a work day. I pass o...

All day long I have been thinking that it's hard to be a goose. Unless you're this goose. On another note, I want to ask this`-- am ...

I go along. Earth day? Yes! On board! I think green thoughts daily now, but today I think super green thoughts. And it’s soooooo easy! A bir...

I have been thinking about being 55 for a while now. Of course, hitting the two fives is just as significant as hitting any number. Another ...

A day requiring great physical stamina. Doing the usual Sunday morning condo scrubbing, I wondered why, for me, Sunday has always been a day...

The Writer's Shed Project, part 4 As we stand yet again in front of an array of (inexpensive) (relatively speaking) windows at Menards, ...

Who knew that construction people had an exclusive language that no mortal outside their clique could understand? I had spent quite a bit of...

I have never built a house from scratch, nor had anyone do it for me or with me. Except my grandfather, but I was a baby then and it was Pol...

The Writer's Shed Project, part 1 Ed has decided (and I have agreed) that I should learn how to build a shed. It’s not hard, really. And...