Wordle. I hopped on this bandwagon a little later than some, but I’ve been enjoying starting my day with the little word game. It’s so simple but still challenging enough to get your brain going. I also find it fascinating how people have independently developed their own strategies for...
They fussed and fluttered, finally making their way to fence posts next to calling mama. One female and the male climbed the posts, hopped about, fluttered down, tried again. The male finally walked across the pasture to a juniper and disappeared into the branches. It was getting dark by ...
After Lucy begged for the fifth time to make our way to the playground, we hopped on the path and walked over. At about 11am, I parked the stroller by the fence and off they went. We were the only ones there for a short time and then three other Moms with children arrived. I t...
Adulthood, peak of what we did not yet know would be the first dot-com boom, living on the edge of an ocean my 24/7 job crisscrossing the country hardly afforded me time to see, I hopped a last-minute flight to join friends in Thailand, ferried to Koh-Phi-Phi, an island in the...
preparing for the night ahead. By the time that Ciro and his driver arrived in the classic Lincoln towncar, she felt somewhat secure in her choices of adornment, and though still nervous, she came downstairs and (probably for the first time ever) hopped into the car with some sense of ac...
turkey flock who were turkeying around in the grass behind it. The vultures ignored him but hopped off the fence to join the turkeys when I wandered over. The turkeys didn’t seem bothered by their presence at all and continued to strut around in the weeds as if it was just another ...
emphatically so, given I hadn’t even returned to State College until a full week after the incident. Undeterred, I shifted gears, relating a true story about how my roommate and I had hopped the fence at Beaver Stadium, enjoying a six-pack at midfield during the first snow of the seaso...
A couple of nights in the swanky hotel, and we hopped back into JETT and headed for home. We did make a couple of cool pit stops first, checking out this HUGE body of water called the Salton Sea, and a strange campsite out in the desert called Slab City. By the time we got out...
frailest green hopped painfully out of the buffalo grass and tried to leap into a bunch of bluestem. He missed it, fell back, and sat with his head sunk between his long legs, his antennae quivering, as if he were waiting for something to come and finish him. Tony made a warm nest ...
But next week, when you look at that small area, the ones where the weeds threatened to overtake your yard and garden (or where the grass hopped happily in to your garden beds), you’ll smile and reap the rewards of the time you tended your space. 5 minutes a day or a few 5-...