When my grandpa Averill bought property on Wolf Lake in the Irish Hills of Michigan in the early 40s, he picked the choice lot for himself, and then parceled out smaller lots along the lake edge in a little barony he named “Averill’s Basswood Terrace”. (My grandpa liked to see…
Using the stack of sawed-off 2 liter bottle bottoms (leftover from an ongoing greenhouse make) I am continuing to plant seeds for the coming season’s…
Because all seeds are magic. Today I need reminding that things lying dormant are still alive, that big plans have humble beginnings, and that spring…
Years ago, annoyed that there was no laundry chute in the kids/company bathroom, I tore out a heat duct in the floor and made one. Clothes…