As luck would have it, on Friday the 13th, Linda completed 13 pages of prompts for her Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Yay - she's one a lucky gal!! That's quite the accomplishment. Was I that lucky? Perhaps? Is there any coincidence that I saw a walking stick on that day too? Maybe...? Maybe not. But… Continue reading Garden mayhem turns into a delightful rescue
Category: Adventures
The blinking line
In the glory of the mornings, I think about blogging and the blinking line a lot. I wrote about the blinking line years ago, I think? Yeah, let's just go with that. Years ago. Years ago when I had the audacity to think I could be a blogger with a following of peeps who 'get… Continue reading The blinking line
A peek at my garden is a pick-me-up kind of thing
This summer has been extra hot and dry in Wisconsin. It's been kind of a bummer for outside activities. As I looked down at our yard from the window above, I admired the extra dry grass sprinkled with the hearty weeds. And I noticed a bunch of crows on our birdbath. The heat and dry… Continue reading A peek at my garden is a pick-me-up kind of thing
Free driveway tales lead to the ugly shoe rescue
Oh, my, the stories our driveway could tell if only it were a blogger like me. Since it's not, I'll fill you in on a couple of recent adventures our driveway has helped us take. But first, a quick side story about the little yellow car sitting there all sparkly clean. It's almost ready for… Continue reading Free driveway tales lead to the ugly shoe rescue
Why Procrastination Works For Me
I love to embrace procrastination, especially when it comes to my yard care techniques in the spring. I've been a fan for decades. I wrote about my minimalist approach to gardening years ago. While not a huge fan of weeds, or weeding garden beds, there are a few I don't mind keeping around. I like… Continue reading Why Procrastination Works For Me
May I Just Feel Normal Again?
May I just feel normal again, even for a week? That's all I wanted when I packed my bags (so that I could lift them above my head easily) before I headed out the door to Florida. I told my little Copper that I'd be back. Even though he couldn't hear me. I could tell… Continue reading May I Just Feel Normal Again?