Spring, the Garden

spring, the garden Another fine morning here, contrary to the weatherman and all that nonsense about April being cruel. We had good rain through the night, sorely needed and things are green, plumped up a little. Birdsong, everything. It's private enough I can step out of the sun room in the morning and have my…

A January Post

January It really is the most wonderful time of the year. I thought I was getting a chocolate truffle and coffee migraine but it was just a tinseled star flashing on a timer under my eastern elbow. New years eve. I put on the smaller parka and walked down town in lieu of listening to…