I've been laboring under a peculiar species of Writers' Block for the last two weeks. It's not that I haven't had the inclination or the material for writing, but there's Something Important that I need to write about---that I want to write about---but am apparently not ready to write about. And I've felt like I couldn't (or … Continue reading Pushing Past a Comfort Zone
Tag: Idaho
Expedition Journal #3: Faking a Phone
A few months ago I started on a mission to explore some technology-stuff I might want to use, and (having done the research) reported my opinions findings here... In my first expedition, I went prospecting on Pinterest (which has continued to serve me well---and has continued to be FUN), and I followed that up with assessing … Continue reading Expedition Journal #3: Faking a Phone
Hill-Climbing, Hummingbirds, and Handguns
This evening, a particular piece of kid-art caught my eye. We have their notes and drawings tacked up all over the place---on the walls, on the fridge---but when something is always there you sometimes stop seeing it. That's the case with this piece , carefully dated 8-2-11 (almost exactly a year ago) with sticker-letters spelling … Continue reading Hill-Climbing, Hummingbirds, and Handguns
Our Little Patch of Plantation
The current buzz-word for this practice is Urban Homesteading, but "urban" doesn't quite describe us. Our little place isn't within the city limits of any town (and if it were, even Idaho's capital city barely qualifies as "urban")... Perhaps in our case we should call it "backyard homesteading," or just plain "turning-a-regular-home-into-a-mini-farm." Whatever you choose … Continue reading Our Little Patch of Plantation
Can’t Stand the Heatstroke: Getting Out of the Kitchen!
When my sister and I were kids, we spent a good chunk of every summer with our grandparents in Colorado. We both remember fondly the traditions and rituals of those summers---the daily swimming lessons at their pool, the picnic pool-lunches (fingers coated orange by Cheetohs, and purple tongues from grape soda), the yellow slip-n-slide on … Continue reading Can’t Stand the Heatstroke: Getting Out of the Kitchen!
A Tattooed Chicken-Farmer in Heat (Wait, that didn’t come out right…)
Okay, okay: "A Tattooed Chicken-Farmer in THE Heat." That's what I meant. (Though our teenager, who has learned to approach our door warily if he arrives home unexpectedly, might vote for the original...) Point is, it's HOT in high-desert Idaho in the summer. Too hot to think. Too hot to remember all the, um... the … Continue reading A Tattooed Chicken-Farmer in Heat (Wait, that didn’t come out right…)
His Worst Week, His Best Week. Same Week.
Life has its ups and downs---true for all of us. But magnify those altitude-adjustments by whatever mysterious hormonal algorithm determines teenage moods, and we're talking about emotional topography to rival Idaho's Sawtooth mountains. Having said that, though, teenagers' experience of life isn't any less real for the fact that they're hormonal or young. And sometimes … Continue reading His Worst Week, His Best Week. Same Week.
Kana's Chronicles 