Couldn’t resist. I loves me some interwebs, children! I wanted to post this picture of a rose in our back yard, and I thought, “What is WRONG with that rose? It doesn’t look at all well.” So that made me think of William Blake’s poem…

Awright, calm down, you know what I mean. Charlie and I went over to visit our #2 daughter and her husband and our granddaughter and our grandkitties. #2 Daughter loves cats, but she also loves rabbits, birds, chipmunks and squirrels, and she lives all too…

Saturday, my husband stood at the back door and called for me. Naturally, I ran at the sound of the Master’s voice. Okay, stop laughing. I did go, though, because he never does that. He had found a robin in the garden, entangled in a…