Author Archives: Heather Hacking

(See photos of most of the pumpkin creations at the bottom of this blog entry). I guess I’m too old to play the pouty-face. While the child-like, mock despair may still work on my dad, I know it doesn’t work … Continue reading →

Overall, I think insects are very cool. They help to break down the organic trash heaps of the world, provide nourishment for the critter food chain and are occasionally mesmerizing in their beauty. Yet, they can also bite, spread disease … Continue reading →

We take our little slices of beauty where we can. After several nights returning home after dark, I have to acknowledge that summer is over. It’s not just my imagination this time. The www.timeanddate.com website confirms we’re losing about 21⁄2 … Continue reading →

Hush — don’t ask me about the home search. That’s the reaction I’ve given friends over the past several months. You see, it’s exhausting to get all excited and then get disappointed in equal measure. After this fifth bid on … Continue reading →

Remember just a month ago?It was hot.We were thankful for air conditioning. We slurped Popsicles and jumped in the fountain at City Plaza, frightening children. I wanted to do more of all of that. But no. The Friday concerts in … Continue reading →

Jump for joy if you love orange. This is your month. You can buy orange greeting cards, crepe paper, candle holders, place mats and storage bins, all conveniently located in the same shopping aisle. You can wear your Oregon Beavers … Continue reading →

Bald spots represent passage into a new period of time and new possibilities.I’m surprised when some men make a big deal about the fresh new landscape above their eyebrows.Maybe these men were too much about big hair.There’s a reason we … Continue reading →

With summer now two-thirds of the way along, I’m happy to report it has been a good season. After the gophers drove me out of my Chico garden, I found some hospitable soil at my boyfriend’s house in Paradise. All … Continue reading →

One of my favorite big-box stores had a big display of bulbs for sale. I smiled and ran toward it like a lost toddler who recognizes her mother’s shoes. Normally I resent displays that “remind me” to stock up on … Continue reading →

Last week I publicly revealed that I’m a miser. In the spirit of way too much public disclosure, I’ll also readily admit that I’m a fruit hoarder. Rather than take personal responsibility for this character flaw, I blame my grandmother. … Continue reading →