Merry Christmas for those who observe, and if that’s not you, here’s wishing you a joyful and peaceful winter holiday season. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the cruel owner who’s been forcing poor Tigger to take his supery dupery joint supplement felt that she could not force her horse to eat something he hated on Read More…
Tag: life beyond writing
Rags & Tigger & Elizabeth: I Don’t CARE What It Cost, I Hate It!
Tigger’s very expensive and back-ordered supplement arrived. I opened it; it’s a granular and good-smelling (to me) brown stuff with lots of good-for-joints in it. It has a measure. (Everything has a measure, and you have to dig for them in the plastic tubs these things come in. Yes, we re-use the tubs. My favorite Read More…
Clear Sky, Two Planets, Two Old Humans
We just came in from looking at the conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn, the closest they will appear from Earth for another 800 years when–needless to say–two 75+ year olds aren’t going to be here to look. We stood by the south barn lot fence in the back yard, resting binoculars on the fence because Read More…
Rags & Tigger & Elizabeth: Are You OK?
One of my favorite horse sites on You Tube is Elphick Event Ponies, and a few weeks ago, Meg Elphic posted a video “test” of two of her horses, Ari, a 3 year old pinto gelding just coming into training, and Dee, an older Connemara mare. Tests were conducted individually, in two different places: Ari’s Read More…
Tigger and Ragtime: Buddies
After a cold night, what a horse wants is a good breakfast and then a sunny day without too much wind…the two of them stood side by side, broadside to the early sun to catch the first warmth of its rays. Then they burned through a good amount of hay. And then, full and at Read More…
SF and Soup
When a science fiction writer makes soup and then wants to take a picture of it…my, what strange things get into into the picture. Is that cute little alien *pregnant*??? What’s with the one straddling a big of carrot and holding (?) a black bean? (This being a winter soup, it started with 4 cups Read More…
Rags & Tigger Tales: Plaid Becomes You, Rags
A wet morning, turning windy, and colder. I would prefer, with a forecast of a hard frost in the night, to have both horses in some kind of horse clothing. But Tigger accepted a cover only last year, briefly, after his accident, when he was badly enough hurt not to resist as usual. As soon Read More…
My Not-Secret Spiced Pear & Lime Ham Glaze
This Thanksgiving I didn’t cook a ham because I was already cooking a turkey and just three of us would be there to eat it. But my husband bought a ham anyway, because he loves ham and there it was in the fridge after I’d finished packaging the turkey leftovers for the freezer. And it Read More…
Rags & Tigger & Elizabeth: Rags Reaches His Limit
Under today’s clear blue sky after storms in the night, I cleaned Rags up from his rolls in the mud, and (having made pies in the morning and put the pumpkin pie out of the oven to cool) I got on him and started out with the intent to ride him up the slope to Read More…
Do Writers Need a Degree? (Did They Ever?) (Does Anybody?)
In the pedantic fashion of those with degrees, I will start off with qualifications of the topic…it depends…on what the writer’s writing, what the writer intends to do with what the writer is writing, what outside sources the writer might need to explore to cover the chosen subject…and which degree we’re talking about. The value Read More…