Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
Despite the crush of doom and gloom endemic in the world right now, my microcosm saw a light at the end of a long, dark tunnel this month. Our youngest grandson is on the spectrum and nearly 9 years old. He’s never been anything but home schooled because there was never another option, given his…
A year ago I had two house plants. Two – and one of those died spectacularly. (Spider mites, though I didn’t know at the time what it was.) I have a wee bit more than two house plants now. If I counted right I’m up to 34, not counting a few in propagation vases. Some…