Music and Cats

Shortly after we moved to Seattle, I spotted a white refrigerated truck turning down our street. Its shiny side panels sported a red cartoon cow, and the name Smith Brothers Farms. I assumed the truck had just made a delivery to a local store. Then I noticed the motto stenciled beneath the name: “Fresh […]

I stepped out onto our front porch this evening to take a photo of our new milk box. A couple minutes later, I heard Sasha meowing at me through the window. What, he seemed to be saying, was I doing outside? I’d been home for only a few minutes. Why was I not snuggling […]

The Ballard Farmers Market was hopping this morning, with more than the usual number of people (especially men and children) carrying fresh flowers. Some held small paper cones, while others cradled armloads of blooms; all had happy, expectant looks on their faces. I imagine many of those bouquets being hand-delivered to smiling women, along with […]

For over a month now, Paul has been engaged in a sisyphusian battle with the dandelions in our back yard. Some days he goes after them systematically, using a weed digger to remove leaves, flower and root in one easy step. Other days, when the number of yellow flowers springing up in the yard threatens […]

Our washer and dryer are next to our back door, in a small room with three large windows looking onto the back yard. The McKittens love to hang out on top of the laundry machines, munching on the kitty grass that we keep there, and observing the goings-on outside. When we remodel our kitchen this […]