Today, a reprint of my poem about Tiffany, my late and still lamented cat. She died at the age of 16, 12 years ago. She still gives me delight when I remember her. Not a sweet cat. She came with the name, given her at…
Today, a reprint of my poem about Tiffany, my late and still lamented cat. She died at the age of 16, 12 years ago. She still gives me delight when I remember her. Not a sweet cat. She came with the name, given her at…
I took this photograph of a Beautiful Butterfly in our Back yard (I WILL NOT write back yard as one word, and you can’t make me!!), next to the asparagus Bed. When #4 daughter was wee, she became enchanted by small blue-and-black caterpillars. She pretended…
This is the first day of the April A-to-Z Blogfest, the day all participants are supposed to post on a subject beginning with the letter A. It’s also the first of the month, so I have a new Hot Flash for you. Aa-aa-and, it’s Sunday,…
