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I’m waiting patiently but I admit, I walk down to my North Garden at least twice a day to see if they have bloomed. I look carefully, from different angles, patiently waiting. Maybe if I cuddle them or breath on them, I did have garlic for lunch…..

We had some woodwork to do this last weekend. Our friends who live down towards Olympia had some trees taken down and we got to cut up the logs. We used to have an electric furnace, I hung a sign on it once that said, “If you’re cold light a fire. If you’re lazy freeze.” … Continue reading »

Oh please wait,let’s procrastinatedally just a little while and soon you’ll be back in style. Just thought I’d throw you another real life poem in real time. Not sure where I managed to think about style, ceptin’ that I got none. But yes, I am procrastinatin’, it’s forty-five outside, my garden clothes seem to be … Continue reading »

It’s raining It’s pouringLanny is done snoring. Wait, that was the dog not me. Puttin‘ on the rubber pants and coat and heading out when the coffee drinking is done. Up too late trying to cram more hours in a day, so far that ain’t working so well for me, how ’bout you? Changing that … Continue reading »

Muddy_Boots had a great post today with flowers from the florist’s shop. I love the smell of a florist shop and specifically their cooler. Not the least over powering yet very distinctive, it is hard to match and for me it is one of those childhood smells that bring with it a cavalcade of memories. … Continue reading »

I arise todayThrough a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity,Through the belief in the threeness,Through the confession of the onenessOf the Creator of Creation. I arise todayThrough the strength of Christ’s birth with his baptism,Through the strength of his crucifixion with his burial,Through the strength of his resurrection with his ascension,Through the strength of … Continue reading »

I hear the tractor near my garden! I gotta go supervise! See you soon, with pics today!!!!!

Bet says that when she hears the phrase, “shot to death,” she envisions a person being shot multiple times. As in, shot enough times to make really stinking good and sure that the person is dead. She also adds that this applies to the phrases, stabbed to death and there was a stabbing. But that … Continue reading »

I like mathy stuff. Dirt and I used to give each other two three digit numbers and multiply them in our heads. What was really fun was when we would explain the way we arrived at our answers. I stunk at math all the way through my first year of college (it played a huge … Continue reading »

We expected the Calico to not make it through the winter, but we had no idea that our second oldest daughter’s beloved Monique, the faux Turkish Van cat, would go so soon and so suddenly. She made it to about thirteen fourteen, I’d have to go look in the print archives to determine her age, … Continue reading »