Monthly Archives: April 2012

Yarn, Laundry and The Back Yard

Kage Baker was an enormous fan of modern conveniences. Especially really good laundry machines, and top-notch food processors. Ease in cleaning clothes, and crushed ice for cocktails – very high on her Vital Necessities of Life List. And if  the … Continue reading

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Gardening With an Edge

Kage Baker loved gardening. She loved the act and enterprise of creating a garden: of maintaining cultured earth for dedicated purposes. She said it made her feel like she was part of the life of the plants, a real participant … Continue reading

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Some (Poor) Photographs

Kage Baker was an excellent photographer. She had her artist’s eye for colour,composition, lighting – all those things that make real art out of an electronic reproduction of what you see with your own, human eyes. She looked through the … Continue reading

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She’s Apparently Not Ugly Enough

Kage Baker scorned such pithy observations as: There’s many a slip ‘twixt cup and lip. The inability to drink without pouring it down your shirtfront, she pointed out, is not really great as an all-encompassing philosophy, and what the hell … Continue reading

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Five Pomegranate Seeds and A Mouthful of Wine

Kage Baker quite liked Marcel Proust. She actually read all of Remembrance of Things Past, and claimed to have enjoyed it. But then, she was also very fond of French surrealistic cinema, so God only knows what she was seeing … Continue reading

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“Real” Life

Kage Baker always said, “Don’t plan anything important for the Monday after a Faire weekend.” This is wisdom pure and undiluted, as one is always mostly dead on those Mondays. Even if one went in civvies, did nothing strenuous or … Continue reading

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Reports Coming

Kage Baker would roll her eyes, shake her head and scold me. But in the end, she’d be proud of me. I got a call Thursday from a dear old friend – Luisa, who was (in our mutual youth) one … Continue reading

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