Are you ready for all the beautiful colors of Autumn?

September 23, 2023; 80 degrees, thunderstorm with hail and tornados on the way — Dear James, Thank you for the postcard. I’m happy for the update. So the party is over. There will be others, haha. A thunderstorm is predicted. I love a storm, so am on the porch watching. The trees are bowing to the ground in the dark sky. Enjoying Mother Nature…

A weather report just in from the lower Cellar. That’s the one just beneath the wine cellar. Hippy Dippy Meteorologist guy announced — a big one is coming! Winds above 70 mph, one-inch hail, tornados, and torrential rains. Take care of your plants! I sat my cup of lemon verbena…

Actually, trees surrounded the entire property, but I tucked my tiny home into those in the west.

My friend Barb Dalton wrote something that reminded me of you.

I’m here.

Old Photographer Guy playing a character from his days as a Rock Radio Announcer. I slipped on some shoes and met him by his car. He…

For my birthday, I purchased a farm. It was a tiny farm as Iowa farms go, but there were trees. The trees were happy there. Their roots clung to the earth along the meandering waterway encircling this patch of peace and beauty. The trees provided homes to deer, squirrels, rabbits, skunks, possums, groundhogs, beavers, mice, owls, many varieties of birds, and of course mice. When buying the farm, the owner asked if I wanted the cows.

A prose-poem and verse about lemongrass wreaths for tea — A honeybee walked the rim of my glass of elderberry-lemon water as I sat making lemongrass wreaths for tea. Twisting long blades of grass into tiny wreaths to dry was a relaxing activity as I watched the little honeybee. Oops, poor bee! He fell into my drink. I poured some…