Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Pecker wood

The garden is bigger this year, and these rains bring promise. And weeds. Hubby has built a fortress against the deer. Meanwhile, a woodpecker is trying to make a nest in our log house.

getting started

Okay. It's been almost three years. I must begin writing. I'm leaning toward poetry because I can be honest yet kind to those about whom I may speak.