Because I haven’t seen them in a garden for a long time, I wasn’t sure if the weeds growing under my Chinese maple were actually strawberries. But they are. Today I found two tiny ones, red and ripe. Are they edible or ornamental? Or both? Advertisements
The rain arrived unexpectedly – I hardly noticed the clouds growing, but I am so glad. I hope I will never take that first hesitant sound for granted again.
In the 1970s, I had a set of these. I would go into the spare bedroom and open one and read them for hours. I would love to have another set – not for the kid but for me.
The front door is open and from the living room couch I can see past the porch and across the street. It is silent except for the whoosh of cars on our main street – faster and louder than I would like. Next to me is Lenny, my moose-cat, snoring more loudly than I would like. […]
I wish I had words for it.
Today our half of the campus smelled like Jiffy-Pop.* ________ *This statement is inexplicable to anyone born after 1979.