I think the pilgrim gave me her germ. My eyes are not working right. They keep falling asleep. My bones hurt. There´s a big agricultural fai...

Lots happens in a few days. We are cramming a whole lot of living and working and whining into small spaces of time, which seem to fly past ...

A few months ago, Una chased a mouse into a neighbor´s yard. She disappeared into the gaping maw of a building whose side wall had collapsed...

Sorry things are so short and snappy, but these days are VERY long and very busy. Our moods are balancing out a little, mostly because we ar...

We have a Czech pilgrim named Patrick toiling for us by the hour. He´s living in the old salon. He sings and plays the guitar at odd moments...

It´s Monday, a lovely new week has begun. The little birds are forming flocks for flying south. They sprinkle themselves across the sky like...

Enough about me! Time to write about George Greenia, one of the very fine people I know in this world. Though after today I shall have to ca...