Food, Photography and Bon Mots
Break out the champagne and the party whistles. Cue the birthday music. Blue Cayenne is five! Who knew! I certainly didn’t. When I clicked “post” that first time five years ago, it was with no small amount of trepidation. Would anyone read my posts?…
We are enjoying the first glorious days of spring here in Southern California. Plants are budding and the sweet little birds are singing their sweet little songs. I have a Black Phoebe in my backyard who is entertaining me and Juliet with swoops and other…
My French neighbor, Nicole, loves Sweet Juliet. When she visits, she often greets Juliet with an affectionate mon petit chou. (Translated, that means “my little cabbage.”) Juliet has that effect on people. Absolute strangers and friends alike shower her with kind words and sweet kisses.…
Three hundred and seventy-three blueberries. That’s how many berries Juliet and I had to pick up off the floor. I had reached into the refrigerator, gotten distracted as I grabbed a jar of marmalade and, in one fraught moment, managed to dislodge the two-pound box…
It is cold here in Huntington Beach–morning frost-on-the-roof cold. Even the intrepid Juliet, who has never met a walk she didn’t like, has found the wind and the cold daunting despite being clothed in her warmest turtle-neck sweater. Yesterday morning, when the winds were…
Happy O’Halloween from scary Juliet, my favorite witch. Look deeply into those big brown eyes and be very afraid. Juliet packs five pounds of ‘tude when she needs to. According to a book on one of my bookshelves, Halloween originated in 5th Century…
