At the cabin I write the old fashioned way with a pad and pencil, I will stay. At the cabin, My computer has failed me, loosing its charge, you see, but the words still come as fast as can be. At the cabin, My inspiration is plain in the nature all around, foggy mornings, calm…
Last week, I wrote my first post about monarch butterflies for the season. Here is what’s happened since then. Currently, I have 9 chrysalises. A few should be ready to eclose soon. Eclosure is the process of the adult butterfly emerging from the chrysalis. Two just recently changed from the caterpillar to the pupa (chrysalis)…
Plants have always interested me and when I imagine the myriad of different careers I might have chosen, a botanist or even a horticulturalist easily comes to mind. In the last couple of years, I’ve had the opportunity to observe some unusual plants, right in my own backyard or neighborhood. Last fall, I saw my…
Summer is in full swing and many of my days are filled with looking for monarchs, making jewelry, reading books, writing, watering my potted flowers, and weeding, occasionally. In short, I’ve been busy. In conversation with friends, my husband and I have realized we’ve settled into our empty nest – retired life quite nicely. He…
Friday night I killed a wasp. It was sitting on a table with some pre-dinner munchies and I crushed it with my napkin. We had company. A few minutes later, as I stupidly sat continuing to visit with the crumbled napkin in my hand, it crawled out and stung me on my left ring finger…
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Mary Jemison Her statue stands over the lands she grew to love beyond and above the first few years of living with fears in a New York forest dense with pine, only the best used for longhouses in which they could rest. At first she longed to escape, in hours so late but then, eventually,…
As of leaving for our cabin on June 29th, I had only seen one monarch egg on milkweed in the field behind our house. Three or four monarch butterflies had flown through our yard, but as of this date, I had not seen any larvae or caterpillars. I know that less than fifty miles away,…
The alert went off on my phone. Heeding it immediately, I told my husband and dog. We had to go to the basement. County M and W. Route 108. Stevenstown. I know the area well. It’s not far away. Possible rotation. Green and red pixel colors mixing on screen. Dark storm clouds fill the sky….
It was 1968. I was five. And, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang was THE movie to see! If you are of a younger sect and never seen this movie, a musical, I would highly recommend it. The incomparable Dick Van Dyke stars at the nutty, inventor-single father of two young children growing up in a Windmill…