Baggins, 1993-2011

Baggins died in the wee hours of the morning. By buried him on the hill, next to Tuffy. I've got a notion to put a rosemary up there come spring. Baggins was always fond of (sleeping in) rosemary.

I don't expect The Bug will notice he's gone. Not sure if The Miss will--he spent most of the winter sleeping away from the kids. Guess I'll figure something out if she asks.

Link dump

Been holding some of these a long while.


Quirky and odd, in a Mad Max sort of way: bullet shell pan flute

Nifty Japanese house, designed with bookshelves as the walls

Recipe for savory mushroom and shallot bread pudding

And to cap it all, for my friends of the sci-fi geek persuasion, Goodnight Dune. (This one will make more sense if you read books for small children. If you read those and Frank Herbert, you'll either laugh until you pee yourself, or throw something at me.)