If you have nothing nice to say…

Sometimes I get comments and emails asking why I’m not more, well, personal in my blogging. I think it’s because I’m not really a very open person, at least, not with strangers. So the last few days  [more...]

I can only assume that the cosmos knows best: every time my urge to call B — just to hear his voice — gets too much to bear, I pick up the phone… only to discover that whichever phone I happen to be  [more...]

As I sprayed the nest they’d been building under the eaves on the back of the house, the wasps started to get disoriented, then fell to the ground. They twitched and shuddered, and within a minute or two they were  [more...]