Dawn Potter

When high summer starts kicking in, my cooking improves tremendously. Even in a bad garden year (and this is one), I've got armloads of ...

Yesterday was a pretty bad day. In the morning, when I was in the garden trying to beat the heat before retreating to my desk, I thought I h...

There's great sadness in the neighborhood: Jack, the across-the-street cat I was babysitting last week, hasn't been seen since Frida...

And here we are again, back to Monday. But it will be an odd melded week . . . starting short, with a holiday on Friday; then immediately be...

Yesterday turned out to be 100% rainy-day play. First, we walked out to buy a box of excellent French-bakery croissants for breakfast. Then ...

For the first time in years my sister and brother-in-law have managed to make it to Portland to spend a weekend with us. Previous planned vi...

It's actually cold in Portland this morning--52 degrees and I am wrapped in my red bathrobe and gratefully sipping hot coffee. Meanwhile...