Happy Holiday Weekend!

September 6, 2015

...It’s a holiday weekend in the US, meaning that, with the exception of our international readers, few people are checking the blog. You’re either gardening, brewing beer, burning a large effigy in the desert or constructing a giant wall around San Francisco. Down in LA? We’re sleeping with the cats....

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Stuff You Learn When the Power Goes Out

Mr. Homegrown

August 31, 2015

Preparedness

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...nd 4 pm the power sputtered and went out. Sprawled across the bed with the cats, we opened the window hoping to cool the room down. Instead, the unrelenting bright sunshine, palm trees, the police helicopter hovering over an adjacent street and our lack of electricity lent a Baghdad-like vibe to what remained of the afternoon. But Armageddon is not without its charms. It turns out that when the power goes out you learn a lot about yourself and the...

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An Open Letter to Our Mammalian Friends

Mr. Homegrown

August 10, 2015

Animals, Gardening, Pests

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...ol with the daytime raids on the fig tree even if it entertains our indoor cats. To the rats of Los Angeles: avocados do not mature on the tree. This is probably why you take a single bite and allow them to fall to the ground. You’ll never get guacamole this way. And can you please not drop half-eaten grapes all over our patio furniture. Not only does it create a mess but it leads to unseemly First World meltdowns, “My Martha Stewart patio set is...

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Picture Sundays: Behind the Scenes on the Root Simple Podcast

Mr. Homegrown

August 2, 2015

Animals, Cats, Picture Sundays

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...One of our cats, Trout, “assisting” with the production of our (mostly) weekly podcast. Thank you all for listening....

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Bird’s Nest

Mrs. Homegrown

July 7, 2015

Animals, Thoughtstylings

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...magined how I’d display a nest if I had one, how I’d keep it safe from the cats. Then, the other day I found this one sitting on the coffee table on our back patio. Just sitting there, right in the middle of the table, as if someone put it there on purpose, all strange and gorgeous. I assumed Erik had found it. And since the table sits under our grape arbor, and a few grape skins were in the nest, I figured the nest had been up in the grape vines,...

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