“Apocalypse.” Sorry. That’s too strong a word.
Oh, wait. Murder wasps. [Read more…]
My return to blogging! COVID-19, infant memories & straw bale gardening
Not to brag or anything, but I was a carbo-scarfing, chronically napping, antisocial television addict way before that was cool.
I was born to be that way, is why. And I mean that literally. [Read more…]