We’ve slogged through June in hip waders amidst the persistent leaden, gray malaise.  The air largely unstable and ostensibly resentful, like a teenage girl scorned.  The few sunny days provided fleeting relief, but we were wary and suspicious, and we were…

Spilling over the side of a rock, the silken web rippled in the wind, like trickling water, precariously lit by the gilded rays of the setting sun.  The fiery Daylilies seemed to snap close while the ornamental grasses swayed rhythmically…

  We slogged through June in hip waders amidst the leaden, gray malaise, the air largely unstable and ostensibly resentful, like a teenage girl scorned.  The few sunny days provided fleeting relief, but we were wary and suspicious, and we were right…

Moderation, moderation, moderation.  Everything in life should be taken or completed in moderation.  Easier said than done, right?  Sometimes it seems downright impossible and cruel, but it’s for our own good.  It took me quite a while to subscribe to…