The zinnias are exceptionally vigorous this year, and usually entertaining callers–not so much as the lavender up the hill, true, but still very busy. I ...
Recumbent in bed thinking over the day’s work while my sunrise alarm clock brightened, I heard a faint whirring noise and Boxnoggin tensed, lifting his ...
It took concerted effort to resurrect this morning, possibly a combination of last week’s heat, the weekend’s chainsaw follies, and a (very quiet) release day. ...
Woke to find it rained a bit last night; the street is damp and everything smells lovely. A welcome event, even if uncharacteristic and short-lived. ...