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The nasturtium patch, in July I had to plug in a new Apple Mac Mini. That should mean plugging a polarized 3-prong plug right in to a polarized 3-prong socket in my surge protection power strip. But what’s this? The … Continue reading →

(Hm, who left me this vase of gladiolas? Why are my pink geraniums looking great all of a sudden? Who would go about wreaking this kind of niceness? Should we question the usual suspects?) Last week the Wings went away … Continue reading →

Catcub’s Beloved Owner is away, helping a relative with a medical emergency. This is big news for Catcub. Up until now, Beloved Owner worked at home and has never left Catcub before. On a normal day, Catcub is used to … Continue reading →

Ok, that’s really keeping up with Mrs. Wing, and even that is only a misty abstraction. There is no foreseeable prospect of keeping up with the Wing Family, whose favorite greeting as I come trudging home after work is “Mary! … Continue reading →

[Mrs. Wing’s Fish Mint, Houttuynia cordata, is blooming outside in her herb patch.] On Thursday at dawn, before work, I was down at Seth’s produce aisle.    “Mary!” Seth exclaimed, maneuvering a massive tower of fruit crates on wheels. “Our … Continue reading →

On a morning walk down a new street, here was one front yard with bright freesia flowers. The garden patch had an old metal astrolabe-style globe as a weather vane. And what a lucky angle and composition: a storm cloud … Continue reading →

On those early spring walks, often setting out a little after 5:00 a.m., I get to see and greet a whole new set of people who work nights — security guards, construction crews, groundskeepers. It’s good for the spirit to … Continue reading →

The latest recap of what’s happening in the dirt outside the window. Tonight there were 4 green sweet peas in the pod, all ready to pick. That was the work of about 10 seconds, but think how much more fun … Continue reading →

Since our last episode, Angelina rented a big cattywampus of a carpet cleaner, and offered to loan it to me. In the full expectation that the controls would baffle me to tears and that I’d end up tripping on the … Continue reading →