Blondi Blathers was my Twitter handle back in the day.It was also the name given to a fictional character in a blog from the imaginary Stubblejumpers Cafe.
That blog morphed into my own webpage and kept the same name: Stubblejumpers Cafe.
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When I wanted to have a webpage and asked myself what to use for content, it seemed obvious I might as well use what I already was doing: corresponding with friends and keeping journals and notebooks.
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I live near Wadena, Saskatchewan, Canada. The property was named by children's author Thornton W Burgess (1874–1965). Apparently there once was a three-storey farmhouse (long gone) with wraparound verandas that was his summer retreat. Now Farmbeau and I live in a small 1970s bungalow in the same front yard, bordered by caraganas, lilacs, and oaks. The sign above hung at the end of the driveway when we bought the place and it's still there (minus the shasta daisies I planted, which didn't thrive), along with this old More info about Thornton Burgess: click here. |
More about me?
• live about six miles from TOWN.• born in 1959.
• If I could do exactly what I wanted to do every day, I'd be reading, writing, listening to music, playing music, singing (not in public), listening to my favourite podcasts and radio programs, communing with flowers and birds and fairies, walking under the big sky, and sitting on the back step with a glass of wine on a summer evening.
• What I actually do is try to keep on top of the dishes, read everything in sight and write at every opportunity, forget to play my piano and guitar most of the time, watch the boob-tube in the living room with Farmbeau most evenings, spend as much time outside as possible when the weather's fair, and sit on the back step with a glass of wine on summer evenings, listening to the birds, admiring the flowers, and hoping fairies really do exist.
At the end of December 2024, I finished five part-time years in two municipal offices and although it was good work with pleasant coworkers and I enjoyed interactions with members of the public, I was ready to stay home on deep-freeze mornings, and glorious summer days when I'd rather be outside. Having in the year 2000 or so stumbled into more than 20 years of experience in newspaper and magazine publishing, I also freelance as a copyeditor, writer, and proofreader, and am working on website construction and maintenance skills.
• My home town is Margo; it's just down the highway.
The link will take you to three women singing a Christmas carol at the village hall.
My sister Karen is in the centre.
Or here: take a little tour of Margo.
• Some of the family: click here.
And that's all she wrote.
X's and O's, etc.,
Kate
Here I am, thinking I'm looking straight at my phone camera to get a selfie, forgetting that the lense is in the upper corner and not the top middle. So while it may appear that I'm gazing pensively at the sky -- no such luck. I'm simply "mechanically challenged" or maybe I walk around with my head in the clouds half the time. Whatever my shortcomings, I'm okay with them. This is me in November 2024, age 65, wrinkles, jowls, and all:
STUBBLEJUMPERS CAFÉ -- the current blog.
STUBBLEJUMPERS CAFÉ RECIPE COLLECTION -- the tried 'n' trues.
— Blog 2002-2008
— At The Canadian Encyclopedia, where for 11 years I was subject editor for the architecture, dance, film and theatre sections, I also wrote a few profiles. Those and some other stuff can be read, if you're interested, by clicking on some of the images under 'Pie in the Sky' at my current blog, Stubblejumpers Cafe.
I set forth a humble and inglorious life; that does not matter. You can tie up all moral philosophy with a common and private life just as well as with a life of richer stuff.
– Michel de Montaigne
Indeed, that is just what a common and private life is: a life of the richest stuff imaginable.
~ Montaigne biographer Sarah Bakewell
Yep. That's what I'm doing: setting forth a humble and inglorious life in a letter to you, and maybe to myself.
