Katherine does not waste words. Not much to say about these, she wrote. I just liked the graphic when I eliminated most of the color. She did not mention the bee. Two or three years ago I came home from Providence Farm with my CSA share and a bonus: a dried flower that, like these, […]
Yesterday was an unpromising, drizzly sort of day. Dulleyed and droopytailed, we trudged along the road. But wait, wait—what is that? Deep in the swampy woods something white glowed. Well. A person who goes walking with a terrier and a spaniel becomes intrepid. Off we went into the swamp. Indian Pipe! I had never seen […]
I am Miss Puss. I will be your guide this evening while Gerry is off committing poetry at Stone Circle. We have some interesting neighbors in the vicinity of the Writing Studio and Bait Shop. Here, for example, is Daddy Loooooong-Legs. You will notice that he has only seven legs. He had an unfortunate encounter […]
I noticed them earlier this month. Itty-bitty green, or lavender, or purple flowers—who knows, maybe they change color—blooming along the trail to the Bay. The darned things are hard to photograph, let me tell you. (The dear departed little camera, I keep muttering under my breath as I crawled around in the underbrush, would have gotten […]
Let’s catch up on the progress of the local weeds. Here we have Common Burdock (Arctium minus) in bud on July 14 and in bloom a week later. Below that there is a big, sharp thistle. It’s either a Bull Thistle or a Pasture Thistle and either way it’s a terror. Next to it is […]
Rob the Firefighter is coming to visit, and we are all atwitter. Here, pull up a sand chair and a nice cold drink. You can watch the Duo goof around on the beach while I fluff up the Writing Studio and Bait Shop.
August 3, 2010
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