Do You Want the Good News or the Bad News?

Okay.  So do you want the good news or the bad news? Me? Good news first, please. Super exciting news for thistlewood farms!  I have just updated the blog to a .com.  The new blog is http://www.thistlewoodfarms.com.  It has been a work in progress and there have been a few bumps along the road.  But

The View From Here

 Do you remember the Village People? I sit out here on the back porch sometimes and think about them.   I wonder where they are and what they’re doing and if they are still wearing cowboy hats and Indian headdresses and staying at the YMCA.  Did they end up starring in their own videos or ABC movies or start an

Not a Level In Sight

If you own a level and you actually use it.  Stop right here. This post is not for you. We have plenty of other posts here at thistlewood.  We have posts on old Christmas decorations and posts on why people were late to book club and even a post or two on simply nothing at all and a variety of other scintillating topics for all our

I Don’t Know Where to Start

I don’t really know where to begin with this post. It’s inside my head.  Thoughts and ideas and questions and stuff mixed up and rolled into a jumbled mess. And I don’t know where to start. Actually, it all started with this incredibly thought-provoking post and these comments on Beth’s Facebook page. I read it

Julius Caesar Would Have Been Proud

As my Latin teacher used to say: Venimus! Vidimus! Vicimus! “it’s a Cinch” projects that is. I really wanted to say “amazing” in Latin, but it didn’t translate.  I don’t think Julius Caesar was really up on the “amazing” lingo in 44 BC. I guess he was too worried about the Ides of March. Even if Julius Caesar didn’t say it.  I

A Note of Thanks

Dear March Madness Organization, Can we talk? Just for a moment.  It won’t take long, I promise.  I know you are busy and all, what with big game tonight.  See that television in the corner? That’s where we have been watching the tournament for the last month. On these couches. In this living room. And I just

I’m Stuck On You

Elmer’s Glue has come a long way. I remember when I was in first grade, we didn’t really have glue.  We had paste.  The paste came in a tiny little jar with a tiny little spoon.  It was kind of a flat spoon and it was supposed to be used for scraping the paint out of the jar onto the

Monkey See Monkey Do

Am I the last one to the party? Am I the last one to know? And I would still be sitting by the phone waiting, if it weren’t for Shannon and Kelly. The question here is how? How? How have I lived and breathed and taken tables out to turtle-filled fields without knowing about Pic Monkey?

Watch Out For Crumbs

I am a little in awe of the artistic photograph. You know what I’m talking about….the photographs taken from incredible visual angles with tight shots and wide shots and close-ups.  Photographs taken on tractors and horses and beaches and lakes and sandboxes and gardens and fields. This is not one of those photographs.

It’s A Cinch Inspired by Freddie Mercury

<img src=https://thistlewoodfarm.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/littlefolder2.png?w=200> I was in a 5K this past weekend.  It was miserable.  It was cold and raining and in the middle of the race there was a very steep hill.  The kind of hill that makes you fall to your knees in agony and cry and feel like your leg ends at your right knee.  I stared at that