Shifting seasons and farewells

As I sit here in my little non airconditioned cottage, it seems a tad ridiculous to write about the onset of fall.  Judging from my cats (picture long, limp draft catchers or dead ants and you get the picture!) it must be upward of 36 degrees in my office.  My little...

Tickled pink!

This is about the 10th time that I have tried to sit down and throw some thoughts out about this summer and all the activities at The Good Earth.  Unfortunately, it seems that between the classes, caterings, people popping in to visit us and midnight rendezvous’...