One morning two weeks ago, I started my morning routine as usual: wake up, hit snooze button, wake up again, get out of bed, feed cats, take a shower. Itchy and Scratchy are usually waiting (im)patiently at the sunroom door,
Yesterday, I decided to venture forth into the jungle that is my garden to see what kind of damage the weeds have wrought, unchecked as they have been, lo these past three months. My herbs have managed to hold their
I just knew it was the Ground Chuck! I caught him snacking on leftovers over in the compost pile. Hey, that’s my compost pile! Oh, wait, I’m not going to eat it anyway. And so I decided to take a
I’ve been fortunate enough these past few days to have a little more time on my hands than usual…so much so that I can actually spend time puttering about in the garden, as you can see from my previous post.
In our household, we have all sorts of characters doing domestic chores: our dish fairy will miraculously do the dishes overnight; the laundry fairy will take the dirty clothes downstairs and put them in the washing machine; and our trash