Monthly Archives: August 2012

Day 199 I have a question. And it’s probably not exactly politically correct … but it’s not exactly not either. And, I guess, it’s just a question of curiosity more than anything else. Do blind people sleep more than sighted … Continue reading →

Day 198 I keep thinking of those made-up names that, as kids, we’d sign our notes with or sign as our names in those goofy autograph books at continuation (remember those?)!!!! “Yours til the tide goes out.” – Sandy Beach … Continue reading →

Day 197 After a long day in the garden what could be better than a nice, comfy evening on the couch? Well, a nice productive evening in the basement – sorting through boxes and whatnot! And that’s what I did … Continue reading →

Day 196 I have a cheesecake waiting for me. Advil and cheesecake. Well, not a whole cheesecake … just one slice.  But I am really looking forward to eating this forbidden food. And though it’s not made of cheese or … Continue reading →

Day 195 At the moment I am listening to the voice of nature … as in the incessant crick-crick of some bug that if I was a naturalist or an entomologist I might just go out and find and study. … Continue reading →

Day 194 I lost a season. Actually, I lost two seasons … spring and summer. I was too busy packing during the first one – too busy unpacking during the second one and I feel the slide into autumn almost … Continue reading →

Day 193 Today was what would have been Julia Child’s 100th birthday. I say was because she was 2 days shy of her 92nd birthday when she passed in 2004. Well, I’d say she did pretty well and got closer … Continue reading →

Day 192 The secret to a productive evening in the garden is a non-productive day in the office. Better yet … a truly frustrating day sitting at the desk, preferably talking to morons, is the true key to successful gardening. Trust … Continue reading →

Day 191 It was a perfectly mizzly day. That sounds like something Winnie the Pooh would say, but the word mizzly (though I’d truly love to say I coined it myself) is from one of my very favorite poems found in the book Piping … Continue reading →

Day 190 I am more than halfway through my experiment of this blog. How can that be? I started out last February, giving myself the challenge to write roughly 500 words (or so) a day on whatever came to mind … Continue reading →