I’m killing the writer’s block beast with brusque, intentional keyboard strokes and this short confessional post.

It started out with cooking and recipes as the Glover Gardens Cookbook and grew into something else, something more, something unexpected.

A blogging mistake prompts a mea culpa and lessons learned confession.

The only metric that means anything to me is to have touched another person or two in some way.

A Glover Gardens story with a moral. Bye-Bye, Paper Plates – We Love Trees More than You We’ve given up the daily use of paper plates for meals at Glover Gardens, in deference to trees. It’s a little thing, but seems right. For a blogger, […]

A blogging mistake makes for a self-acceptance haiku.

The Glover Gardens response to the nomination from the A. JoAnn Blog for a Sunshine Blogger Award. I like that name: sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy.

A reblogged story about a modern-day two-bit grifter who stole online images, and impassioned defense of art belonging to its creator.

Quick Poll: Does the Glover Gardens Cookbook need a new name? All ye who have encouraged me, post-likers and blog followers and casual lurkers and friends, I’d love to get your input.

My looking-at-the-world lens is sharper: realizing the gift of being in the moment through the act of sharing in the blog.

I’ve learned in my first year of blogging that people blog to share what they know, express what they feel, and connect with others. They are simply a channel for all types of writing and communications and run the gamut of human expression.