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From Start Your Week with Steve, the free weekly e-mail newsletter of Steve Henderson Fine Art. Viewers and purchasers of Steve’s works frequently want to know the story behind the painting, and for the next several months, Start Your Week with Steve … Continue reading
Now that I’ve drawn you in with the term zucchini, allow me to admit that this recipe will NOT get rid of all your excess garden zucchini — just one of the things — so don’t give up on pestering … Continue reading
Last month, in a moment of insanity, I decided that one zucchini plant wouldn’t be enough, so I planted six more. Fortunately, they’re still getting their garden legs, because my one plant is outdoing itself, single-plantedly populating our county with … Continue reading
In every relationship, there comes a point to be brutally honest with one another, and you and I, Dear Reader, have reached that point. There is something that you need to know about me. I don’t preserve produce from my … Continue reading
Last Christmas, because everybody was in financially challenging situations, we agreed to go cheap on gifts — for everyone, that is, but the Toddler, who simultaneously performs the function of daughter/granddaughter/niece, depending upon who is talking about her. As grandparents, … Continue reading
It was a dark and stormy night. Amidst the raging wind, and while I sat cosily knitting on the couch, The Norwegian Artist and the Son and Heir brought in the last of the garden’s harvest. (Those of you who … Continue reading