Stuff

Today was just the day to plant stuff and dig stuff and weed stuff — and somewhere along the way lose stuff, like my trowel. Maybe I planted that too. And then I cooked stuff and looked at my writing stuff. Enough stuff. I’m going to sleep.

Tulips are coming

All those leaves, just to sustain the creation of that little bud.

Bees are up!

First I saw sunlight catching on insects flying over the garden, but I wasn’t sure I saw anything big enough. Then I definitely caught sight of yellow and black stripes. I walked over to the crocuses and heard that old, familar buzz. And there she was, the first bee of the year! She’s definitely a […]

Re: Hart and Boot

There’s an awful lot of Tim Pratt stories on the Escape Artists podcast, most of which I enjoy, so it’s hard to pick out one in particular to talk about. But recently, I thought their reading of Hart and Boot, by Tim Pratt, was an especially good example.

In which I indulge in an extended metaphor

This comment from last week has me thinking: Yes, est. writers get a lot of slack to do what they want, but then how are new writers supposed to know what’s acceptable?

More crocuses

Okay, bees, we’re ready for you.

Link laziness

I’m not getting a whole lot done today, so here’s a random collection of things to read to keep you from getting anything done. The hawks in the area are active, but that’s not keeping the squirrels down. Here’s a video of a squirrel daring a young hawk to come and get it. Warning: includes […]

April showers bring April flowers, too

Sadly, NERAX is over for a year. Happily, so is winter. We had our bit of spring snow, and I’m finally willing to believe that that’s it for the white stuff. Today it’s raining, and the daffodils that were just opening last week are wide awake. All we need now is the bees.

Fooled you!

Did you think I would have something today? I’m too tired from helping clean up after NERAX.

Last day of NERAX

But you still didn’t hear from me.