49-Year Weekend [Part One]
It was indeed my birthday over the weekend, but I’ll get around to that. First let’s talk about the storm which, as I alluded to on Friday, ended up being much ado about nothing. At least it was …
All (Green) Thumbs
I do not have a green thumb. There’s near audible weeping and “someone tell my seeds I love them…” echoes from my shopping cart as I wander through nurseries. I am the the Grim Creeper. I mean, I’ve …