So we had these wopses (for non-Allen speakers, those are what you call wasps). They built right at the edge of the driveway, where I had to walk past them several times a day and Middle Grandson walked past them several times a week. When…

Spring and summer in the country. The beautiful butterflies flutter about, laying eggs on everything that will sit still for it, eggs which will hatch into very hungry caterpillars that will eat the socks off your best veg. Ahem. The sweet birds flit about, singing…

Well, not really. But, shortly before the hailstorm hit yesterday, I spotted this bedraggled but determined hummingbird feasting from the petunias outside the back door. He went back and forth from the petunias to the clothesline, at one point buzzing directly over my head. I…