Yesterday was Red Planet Day. Now, y’all ought to know by now that my imaginary fiction planetary boyfriend is Mars. I also love the writing (usually) of Kim Stanley Robinson. Sometimes he gets a bit –okay, sometimes VERY– pedantic. But that’s not entirely bad, because…

Middle Grandson made this for me lo, these many years ago. Now, you can have cats or you can have an elegant tray of something spillable, but you can’t have both. So my zen garden is zenner than intended. I may have found the heart…