In the New Year, I hope to write something small or large every day. I hope to live large. In a few short hours, we will have survived...

Editor’s Note: So, I didn’t get much sleep last night and I just ate mashed potatoes for breakfast. (I’ll get to that in a bit. The...

The Weed <MimesBeingElectrocuted> It’s Tuesday and I am grateful I was not pummeled in my sleep last night. That’s a strange sentiment to...

Winter solstice 2020. The ice sang to me this morning. As Colorado’s gusty winds blew my hair into my eyes, blinding me, I had to stop...

So, it’s a nice little Sunday at Casa de Weed. We enjoyed a masked-up, socially distanced, outdoor visit with friends. We had a delicious...

There’s a whole lot of talk about miracles this time of year. For instance, I awoke this morning to find a completely unharmed bite-size...