Leaves Fell Like Snow

. . . at my house on Saturday. “Brown, dirty snow,” Handsome Hubby (“HH” from here on) said. It appears he was unimpressed with my simile. As you can see from this picture, we live in a log cabin in the backwoods. Blackjack oak (a/k/a Scrub oak) and Post oak trees surround our house, giving…

Agave Love

No, dear friends, not agape, that group of Greek words meaning Christian or brotherly love. Agave, as in nectar . . . of the Gods. There is nothing brotherly about my passion for the liquid sunshine contained in this bottle. I have to thank Erin McKenna of Babycakes Bakery for introducing me to my love….