“Do you really need all those shoes by the door?” Mike asked as he sidestepped the pile. My bad habit Considering the number of sandals, slip-ons and sneakers heaped by BOTH doors and having the customary two feet, I assumed the question rhetorical. Shucking the inside Hoka sneakers, outside Brooks sneakers, flowery Birkenstocks, New Balance… Continue reading Ditching A Habit and Upgrading Routine to Ritual
A flagstone path wound around my backyard directing walkers around the deck and up to the shed that stored rakes, shovels, and various sized clippers. The path is more decorative than directive. There’s little chance of losing my way among the hydrangeas and needing a well-marked route to safely guide me to the back deck. I… Continue reading The Fewest Choicest Words About Gardening
It only rained twice this spring in the Midwest. The first time was all of April and the second most of May. The deluge, with intermittent significant snowfall, delayed my gardening gig. When finally able to survey my landscape, without need for umbrella or snow boots, I wasn’t pleased. Weeds, I Think Each fall, I… Continue reading Garden Gripes
Why should I spend $250 on five 3-gallon Limelight Hydrangeas when a thick hydrangea jungle grew in my backyard? Why should I read instructions on transplanting these shrubs when I’ve been an avid gardener for decades? Five hours (and as many hydrangeas) later answered these questions that I had asked myself. Consulting online Hydrangea… Continue reading Anita VS Hydrangeas
Our current method of mosquito control, whacking them dead, had failed miserably. Had we been armed with octopus arms clutching sixteen swatters we may have had a chance of grilling our meal without becoming a meal. More welts were raised than chicken barbecued. Standing within a ring of citronella candles and slicked with Cutters abated… Continue reading Shrimp Scampi and Mosquitoes
A Few Choice Words By Anita 