Home-Sweet-Fall-Scented-Home

I don't care if it's 85 degrees out (yeah, yeah, I live in Texas), it is officially autumn to me - I'm not even going to wait for the equinox! I was home all day today, so I threw a few things into a pot on my stove, and it didn't take long until my…

Imelda’s Visit & Other Delights: September 19, 2019

Picture I took on my street this morning. It's raining, it's pouring; The old man is snoring. Bumped his head And he went to bed And he couldn't get up in the morning. Rain, rain, go away; Come again another day; Little Johnny wants to play. Author: Unknown   Tropical Depression Imelda decided to visit…

Side Table: July 19, 2019

Greetings from Houston: Sweltering Summer Edition   It's summertime in Houston, Texas - and that means I don't venture outdoors unless it's an emergency, or something I can't cancel or back out of in good conscience. In the latter case, I make a dash from the front door to the car and get the AC…

Side Table: October 13

I'm really getting into the Halloween mood! See that handsome crow there in the middle of my table? That's Carlos, he was on sale at a Walgreens last year, and I had to rescue him from the shelf. I am wild about birds -crows and ravens are my favorites by far. They are not just…

Syllabus: Autumn 101

  Happy Fall, Y’all! I’m introducing a new category for the blog I’ve been really excited about... I have a harmless but kind of odd habit: I collect syllabi. And textbooks. And worksheets. And library cards. And teacher clip art. I know, I know. It makes me happy, and that’s good enough for me! With…

“Doctor Love”

I've been thoroughly in love with art of all kinds since I was a tiny tot - it came naturally to me by way of my father, who was an award-winning architect and accomplished artist himself. I have warm happy memories of hanging out with him in the early seventies at the Westheimer Street Festival…

Current Reads

The Prophet, by Kahlil Gibran. I'll never forget the time I was on an AOL message board about books and literature back in Ye Olde Days of the internet, circa 1998. I made the horrifying gaffe of putting it on my list of favorite books. The sarcastic, condescending swipes and jabs started filling my in-box…