A Seasonal Haiku

I hate getting those cutesy mail-it-to-everbody joke emails. As a rule, I don’t send them, and I seldom read them. I have a friend, who I otherwise think very highly of, who includes me on his mass-emailing list of jokes. He’ll send out three or four of these a week, and each email may contain…

I’m still taking the bead class, and still liking it. I’ve purchased the bare necessities to start practicing at home, and I’ve signed up for the second installment. I’ve gotten better at it, and while I don’t pretend to possess any true talent, I think I have some good ideas. This last lesson we played…

*sigh* The one person I wanted to spend my birthday with slept through it. The Professor woke up at about three in the afternoon. We went out and grabbed a bite to eat; he paid, for which I feel guilty since he doesn’t have a lot of spare cash at the moment. When we got…

Another sleepless night. I don’t believe that I’m fated to have two good nights in a row for a long while, more’s the pity. I tried to make crepes last night. The recipe seemed simple enough, and they hardly had any salt at all in them. To call the experiment “a disaster” would be a…

… and why has she now asked me fifteen times in the last hour if I want to lose weight? Damned spam-meisters.

The hummingbirds have made their return, although their nest is definitely history. I’ve spied them in the garden among the Liatris and Physostegia. The bees and butterflies all seem to prefer the Liatris, but I’ve only seen the hummingbirds at the Physostegia so far. Since the plants are a scant two to three feet from…