We can't afford it, can't really spare the time, and certainly won't gain any brownie points with the eco-brigade, but the Horse Doctor and I are going away this Christmas. All the way to Whistler, British Columbia, in fact. There to ski until our legs...

Honestly. This is the water supply at the farm. Time for an upgrade, methinks. UPDATE: What you're looking at is an old metal ball from a ball-cock valve that's had some rough holes banged through it with a chisel. This sits in the pool of the spring...

They say that time flies like an arrow, but fruit flies like a banana. As I type this, I am surrounded by a small cloud of flying insects. To my right, a glass of Wolf Blass Yellow Label Chardonnay is crawling with the little buggers. They don't dart...

<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Bastards the lot of them. <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Long term sufferers at this table may recall my little run in with the credit card thieves. That time my credit card...

<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">So close, indeed, I felt moved to use an exclamation mark. <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Progress on the house has been a long slow slog since I started painting the outside...