Avid readers of Just Frances will remember that I shared my thankfulness for “make-believe friends” this past Thanksgiving. Well, it seems that my sister, Celeste,…
It was just before 4 am when the screaming howls of cats outside my bedroom window woke me with a start. I ran towards the…
Like many girls her age, my foster daughter is a horse freak. I mean, she gets really, really, really, excited about the idea of horses.…
We moved into our house on 15 May 2008. About a week later, all of the pink tulips planted along the front side began to…
It’s another list day. Yay! Today’s list is 10 things I’ve not done in more than a year but that I am going to work…
Well, it’s been a week since my foster daughter planted her fairy garden and I have to say I was sceptical as to if anything…
My foster daughter got a fairy garden set for Christmas that included a little fairy cottage and toadstools for her to decorate along with loads…
Today is the first day of spring, but despite the cluster of purple crocus sprouting up just outside my kitchen door, it doesn’t feel like…
I’ve been thinking about a poem for several days now and started on a draft this evening. I’m not completely happy with what I have…
My foster daughter and I hiked up to the vista at Kamiak Butte this morning where we sat on a bench with our sketchbooks and…
I rarely go into the upstairs of the house these days because the only things up there are two guest rooms and storage. But I’ve…
I am nearing the end of my second full day of proper rest due to a low platelet count. It’s really hard because I can’t…
Well, I’m back in America now. But not home. I’m still working on that. So, I’ll save the trials and tribulations of my homeward journey…
I was given a little birdhouse the other day by my foster daughter. She came home and rather unceremoniously handed it to me on her…
I have awesome neighbours! After last night’s blizzard, I decided to work from home so that I didn’t have to deal with the roads. But…
The National Weather Service has announced a blizzard warning for the Palouse through tomorrow. And let me just say, I believe it! That’s a lot…
As part of my ongoing mission to relax and find a bit of silly joy in life, I broke open a box of coloured clay…
I needed a bit of inspiration today, so I turned to one of God’s most amazing creations. “How does one become a butterfly?” she asked.…
Just for you, some pretty trees that I drew this evening. Yay! Treesby Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918) I think that I shall never see A poem as…
Yay! I had an a-maze-ing day with The Kid at the Corn Maze on the Palouse. (Get it? a-maze-ing. Hee hee…) What a great start…