I’m a little late in posting this but Mr. Wild Dingo and I went sailing with some friends in September and had a fantastic day on the San Francisco Bay!
In the wee hours of a summer morning (9 a.m. for a Lymie), I scour the flowerbeds for the impostors, unwelcome beetles who enjoy destroying the bounty intended for bees,…
An older lady rests on a zinnia as the sun rises. Her grayish fur and tattered wings are a clue to her longevity and provoke the imagination of her many…
“I forgot how chatty you used to be,” said Mr. Wild Dingo. What is it they say about medicine? The dose makes the poison? Pick your poison Mr. Wild Dingo:…
“Hey lady can you tell me, where a bee might find a bed?” She just grinned and shook her head, “There,” was all she said. Another bumble settled in for…
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