How to Live like a Daffodil
Yesterday I posted about the sudden disappearance of our spring weather. The poor daffodils were weighed down with wet snow. In the afternoon the snow had gone but several of the daffodils’ stems had broken. I went out and cut them off short , put them in a small mug with water. Some were still…
Book Review: A Street Cat Named Bob
This is not a cute little “cat” story.