Readers, it is with great sadness to announce the decommissioning of NitWit Bridge One (the original).
Readers, it is with great sadness to announce the decommissioning of NitWit Bridge One (the original).
This month's masthead is brought to you by the letter "B." B is for butterfly, bee and bull thistle. I could watch nature's co-workers for hours as they each take what they need from the thistle. As long as I didn't have to move much.
If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.” ~ Martin Luther King Jr. A flock of brawny pelicans soar the sky above the sea one evening. I'm feeling weak and my headaches have returned. All […]
As they say, the goats have moved on to greener pastures. But I couldn't let one more opportunity for a goat post pass me by.
Anyone can end up in hell: by the choices you make or by the luck of the lottery. Since nobody's going to reach in to pluck you out of hell and plop you into paradise, you have two choices: stay there and be miserable or claw your way out---one inch at a time. That clawing […]
Sometimes I feel like Lyme disease is a black hole and I'm standing on its event horizon. Petrified, yet consumed with its mystery. My feet too heavy to move from the crushing grip it has on me. One second of my life spent frozen on the event horizon and a life time of the world […]
It seemed like an eternity passed before I could find an angle that would capture both the dogs and a good portion of one of my favorite walking spots. After a few minutes of positioning the dogs, testing the angles and arguing with the cracker that "stay" means "stay" and that "look" means "look at […]
Patience. It's about the only thing in this house that's been getting any exercise lately, by human or canine.
"Princess I can resist anything but temptation." "Yield to temptation, Big Boy. It may not pass your way again!"
It was a warm, fall evening in Santa Cruz as Mr. Wild Dingo and I walked the dogs along the beach. The usual sunset over the sea's horizon was gone and instead a dense wall of fog rolled in. Though it was windy, it just sat there, motionless, blocking the sun set from above. I just started to […]