It's not even Thanksgiving, and in northern Illinois, we have snow.  Lots of snow.  I'm guessing there are about five inches on the...

Yesterday was my birthday -- a Friday the 13th birthday, my luckiest day.  I was born on a Friday the 13th.  My next Friday the 13th birthd...

I've been semi-chained to my desk lately, and while I am working hard, I keep getting distracted by feathered visitors outside my wi...

Prairie wetland area, mostly green and brown When I think of Illinois prairies, I picture mostly yellows and browns, especially in th...

I really don't buy much in the way of home goods these days, honest. But this weekend, we passed by a group of three little antique sho...

I know it's still summer, still warm and humid here in northern Illinois, but I'm feeling like summer is beginning to wind down and...

What do you get when you mix garbanzo beans, a bathroom renovation, and a red beetle?  A post about my summer. Here it is, already July.  T...

Honeysuckles blooming in May On this last day of May, I've been thinking about all the things I've learned this month. Early ...

In my ongoing quest to shake up the menus around here, I recently tried a couple of new recipes.  One is a soup that appeared in the March ...

Spring, in all its fickle glory, has arrived in northern Illinois.  The earth is slowly coming back to life after our long, snowy w...

We love seafood here at the Sweet Posy house.  Shrimp is one of my favorites (and clams, and trout, and salmon; okay, okay, I'll stop)....

When we bought our house twenty years ago, the kitchen was not one of its selling points.  If we were to list it for sale tomorrow, ...

I'm not dead, but I sure have been MIA from blogland for a while.  I've had ideas for posts and even taken some photos, but haven...

Yesterday was one of those cook-from-the-pantry days.  It was gray and rainy, and I didn't want to go to the grocery store.  I almost a...