Happy Groundhog Day!

Our resident groundhog, or something, never made an appearance today due to abundant snow and sunshine. But official word from Punxsutawney Phil in Pennsylvania is we will have six more weeks of winter. Punxsutawney, PA – This morning, Pennsylvania’s own world-famous groundhog Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, predicting six more weeks of winter.  https://dced.pa.gov/newsroom/punxsutawney-phil-predicts-six-more-weeks-of-winter-for-2021/ Six more... Continue Reading →

New Neighbor

We have a new neighbor. Moved Dug in under our shed undetected late fall of 2020 leaving a huge hole and pile of dirt. We have observed the new neighbor is not social this time of year. No sign of animal activity such as animal tracks or poo. This can only mean one thing. It... Continue Reading →

A Message from BackPorchStudio

2020 has definitely been a challenge for me as well as so many other people. I lost my Mom in June. I lost my Mother-in-law in September. And I lost Missy Kitty in October. Though social media and blogging took a backseat, I have been blissfully busy filling orders @ etsy.com/shop/BackPorchStudio My inventory is low.... Continue Reading →

Nothing Loved is Ever Lost

2020 has sucked. It has really sucked. I lost my mom in June. Lost my mother in-law in September. And lost Miss Kitty, who was 20 years young, this week. “The earth will never be the same againRock, water, tree, iron, share this greifAs distant stars participate in the pain. A candle snuffed, a falling... Continue Reading →

Whoa Monday

This is not the post I had in mind for today but it's Monday so . . . I overslept. I woke up to husband having video conference with his work colleagues at the kitchen table. (He's been working from home since the Mid-March covid virus outbreak.) This meant I had to make my power... Continue Reading →

On Writing

Writers make writing look so easy.  Is writing as difficult for them as it is me?  I'm certainly not an avid writer but I do write: journals, letters, notes, lists.  I seem to be more of a lister than a writer.  I have many lists of things I want to write about.  The problem is... Continue Reading →

No Words

I'm not a writer. Writing is something I hope to achieve one day. I do write: journals, letters, notes, lists. I seem to be more of a lister than a writer. I have lists of things I want to write about. I just have no words. I have no words for the injustices happening around... Continue Reading →

Family Threads

I am forever grateful for the sense of peace I had in June with my Mom during her last days in hospice care. All transgressions fell aside.  They mattered no more. There was simply acceptance, love and peace. Today, I find myself longing for the peace I had in June.   “Families are inherently unmanageable... Continue Reading →

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