Chilly Spring

Hello darlings!  You’re stuck with ol’ Musette again, as Mistress March wings her way to GayP.  I promise she’ll be back soon.  I promise. Spring, where is thy sting?  I was going to complain about still  being caught in winter,… Continue Reading

Snowpocalypse Scents

The mid-Atlantic region of the United States was abuzz for days about the impending snow storm.  My sister-in-law Kate and I, both having lived in areas where serious snow is neither unusual nor a cataclysm, started swapping drama-nuggets from the… Continue Reading