As I’m typing this, I have a kitten patting and biting at the screen. He’s hunting the ‘bugs’ of the black letters and cursor as they dance across the screen. Here’s hoping I don’t have more typos than the usual, but… well, kitten! *** James closed the door firmly after the letting agent, and then… Read More Odd Prompts: Let the Air In
I finally found the time and inclination to do something at this house. After a year of living here (almost!) I got out the camera, macro lens, and went bug hunting.
I’m not as young as I once was. I planned for that, this year. Well… I’m planning for the future. Which means I’m exhausted, but setting the foundation for gardens that will, hopefully, need less care next year, and so on going forward. This year? It’s the big stuff. Trees, shrubs, berries, a set of… Read More Hope Springs
There’s another open call for the Postcard stories, as two of the Moms of the Apocalypse are at FantaSci this weekend. Remember: only 50 words, no more and no less. And include your name! You can reach out to me at cedarlila at gmail dot com for your prompt image! And in the department of… Read More Postcards and Books
The Crooked House is under siege. Patter, patter, patter… thwonk. That’s the sound of tiny paws getting up a running start, then mis-estimating the clearance on the hollow-core door between the office and bedroom. Kitten heads are, thank heavens, hard. My house is full of popcorn kittens, and one growling demon. Inspector Gidget is deeply… Read More Invasion of The Cyoots
The First Reader loves coconut cream pies, and over the years I’ve blogged the recipe I usually make for him, which calls for fortifying a boxed cook-and-serve pudding. It’s an easy way to do it, but a few years ago it started to be hard to find the pudding mixes. I would buy half a… Read More Coconut Cream Pie
I’ve got my cranky pants on the way. Not, you’ll note, on. See, I’ve gained a fair amount of weight this last year, and while that’s a problem, it’s not the problem here. I’m working on the weight – or more specifically, on the regaining muscle and flexibility. That’s an ongoing battle I’ll be dealing… Read More Cranky Pants
The rain had been falling all night, and the roar of the river could be heard even from the cabin high on the hill. The last of the autumn had washed away, leaves fluttering to the ground and plastering themselves over the lawn with the force of the water falling. Dawn hadn’t been breaking so… Read More Odd prompts: The Meeting
While I am away from home this weekend, I’d love to send you a postcard. You can ask for an image in a comment here, or drop a line to me at cedarlila at gmail dot com, and I’ll send you a postcard! Then you can write a 50-word story about the picture, and submit… Read More Steam-Powered Postcards
It’s been a busy week, it’s going to continue to be a busy week right through… checks calendar… The last week of March doesn’t look so bad. Yet. One small, minor, supposedly simple task I’d given myself today was to update the file upload size on my website. Yeah. About that. Right now the new… Read More Exercise in Frustration
Food is love. When we moved to Texas a couple of years ago now, part of the motivation was coming into a community of friends that felt like family and were close enough to sit down and eat with from time to time. The group of folks who would become known as the North Texas… Read More Saturday Supper
A few years ago, at the height of the nonsense, a friend was sad. Heck, the world was sad. Lawdog, like me, has a bit of the clown in him, so he was doing his part to entertain and amuse the world at large. I was doing art every day, and he’d been posting funny… Read More The Squeaks Caper