Today was a day about the day job. Felt strange and in a weird way lonelier than the past month and a half. But we trudge on folks, we trudge on. (And a hat tip to my Mom, Betty Frezon … Continue reading →
Yes Seventeen… you know what that means? DING DING DING it’s Haiku Day! We’ll be fine. Mostly. Yes mid-April snow is fine. I’m sure we’ll be fine. Tax day came and went without much pressure this year Uh, what is … Continue reading →
We can’t go anywhere too exotic but we can dream… Veggies and fruit arrive by fedex now: The worms have arrived! (also by fedex, but yesterday) Other things you can do with an assortment of fruit:
The mail brought a postcard and the NaPoWriMo prompt brought a link to a lovely archived version of Kate Greenaway’s Language of Flowers. Lovely indeed and a welcome diversion on this cold April morning. I looked up the meaning of … Continue reading →
Daffodils seem extra exuberant and much appreciated this year! and then the hills, with clouds:
Nearly every man who develops an idea works at it up to the point where it looks impossible, and then gets discouraged. That’s not the place to become discouraged
