A Writer of Imaginative Fiction Who Travels Alongside a Wooly Monster
Last week we left our intrepid Beastie, Finn McSpool, in the midst of a messy kitchen with something that resembled a wheel of cheese. Of course my loyal readers won't be fooled into trying to slice that hunk of pseudo-cheddar to add to their platter of Christmas nibbles - well, maybe you would since I … Continue reading Finn McSpool Gives New Meaning to Bee Sting Lips
Those of you who have been with me a while know I share my backyard with a hive full of bees. The girls are all tucked in for the winter, but after realizing I could no longer close the freezer door due to all the honeycomb I'd been stashing away over the season, I decided … Continue reading Finn McSpool Minds His Beeswax
This is one of those rare weeks when I have no new artwork to show you (although I am working on remedying that) and no new art news to share with you (although hopefully next week I'll have something news-y to post). Since I'm completely art-less, I figured I'd get snap happy in the garden … Continue reading Bloomin’ and Buzzin’, My Garden Beckons
And to all those who remember a certain deodorant campaign, no, bees don't perspire either. Although those of us in Portlandia are now suffering from a resurgence of icky, cold, rainy weather, we did get a brief taste of summer recently with temperatures soaring over 100 degrees Fahrenheit (that's a sweltering 38 degrees to the metric folks … Continue reading Bees Don’t Sweat
As my loyal followers might remember, last year I delved into the wonderful world of winemaking, and that a few months ago I bravely bottled my boozey concoctions. Well, I recently hit the earliest aging time for fruit wine. Sure, sure, longer aging would lead to a smoother wine, but after having those bottles taunting … Continue reading Finn McSpool Enters The Land of Wine & Honey
