Two years of winter
I haven’t written here for years. Hello? Is there anyone out there? Do people still even read? Why would they when I don’t write – …
I haven’t written here for years. Hello? Is there anyone out there? Do people still even read? Why would they when I don’t write – …
Rather than snow on the shortest day, our ornamental cherry is covered in lichen. It’s great not having snow, but the lichen is not a …
I noticed the ducks seemed to be swimming in a sea of verdant spring growth today. The idea was just the kind of tonic I …
I was walking toward the car this evening and I was enthralled by a blackbird, signing his heart out, from the top of the church. …
Some days just leave you with just a little less bounce than you might’ve imagined, or wanted. Maybe the sun isn’t shining as it should/could, maybe …
The weather is very changeable at the moment. Never start writing about the weather. It was a dark and stormy night. Getting started is half …
The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn, the bird waits in the egg, and …
It’s that time of year again. That time when I think the piles of paper and filing has reached a level where the bottom layers …
Sometimes it’s hard to see change happening. Good change that is. Bad change seems to have a special gift for happening incredibly quickly. Good things …
Early this afternoon a deeply evil looking cloud rolled across Wellington from the south. Soon after, in addition to the outbursts of lightning and loud …
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