` A while back, months really, my Mister built me a compost bin. I was diligent about saving kitchen scraps to feed the pile. The problem came in that in Florida, any fresh produce, even peels and the other bits you cut off the parts you want to eat will draw fruit flies… in a … Continue reading A purple thumb
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100 Word Challenge: Daylight
Daylight Saving Time (take careful note of the lack of a possessive S!) begins at the ungodly hour of 2 am (EST) Sunday morning. I cannot stress enough how much I hate DST. Detest it, abhor it, curse it. The change totally throws off my equilibrium. It takes weeks, nay months, to finally adjust. My … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Daylight
100 Word Challenge: Candy
Tomorrow is Halloween - a holiday I once loved. I’d make my kids’ costumes, I’d stay home handing out candy to little ghouls and witches, while Dad took the munchkins around the neighborhood, and we’d even decorate our yard. Then the kids got old, the neighbor kids got old, and we went a couple of … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Candy
Out of the Darkness 2019
Last week’s storm was pretty much a non-starter. We got some cloud cover, a spitting of rain but no wind to speak of. Inland states were affected more by Tropical Storm Nestor than the Florida Panhandle. There was no run on a stark grocery stores. My neighbors weren’t in a panic trying to stock up … Continue reading Out of the Darkness 2019
Last day of November
Last day of the November… 30 posts. (well, honestly only 29 posts, I took a mulligan just once.) I did post somewhere every day. If it was’t here, it was on Facebook or instagram. That seems to be what has happened to many bloggers. They have set aside their websites and turned most of their … Continue reading Last day of November
One person’s story
Today was the day I said my fancy words during physical therapy. I said it under by breath, only said one word, but it needed to be said because that shit hurt. My self-censure was in deference to the nice older gentleman on the table beside me. He is recovering from a repeat hip replacement. … Continue reading One person’s story