Some days it feels like I’m out collecting pollen and just when I’m overloaded, I can’t figure out where the hell I’m supposed to take it to…I think that means I’ve lost my focus. Or maybe I never had any.
Continue reading Busy as a little bee but I can’t find the hive
A small thing really, living on the edge of the desert it’s hard to say what you would see on any given day when you look out the window or head out to the yard. On occasion I’ve had a pesky mouse get into my humble abode and I set a nice trap for it with a little piece of bacon stuffed into it for the mouse’s last meal. It never fails. Continue reading The Cat under the house