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Be Careful
what you wish for. Or at least enjoy it when you get it. I’ve been praying for rain. It was supposed to come yesterday afternoon, then last night. And it did not, and I worried about another storm passing to the northwest or southeast of us again. (We are, in fact, getting alot less rain from this storm than originally predicted).
Now, this morning, when it is time for me to walk the ten blocks to the metro to teach class at Willow Street, it is pouring. It has been so dry I am grateful for the rain. So I’ll have to dress right and enjoy the wetness for its nourishment and not whine about the cold, damp discomfort. Darn! Sometimes it is more fun to whine.
Backyard Wildlife Sanctuary?
Spotted in my backyard in the last month (in no particular order): carpenter bees (concentrated wintergreen oil spray works to get them out of the deck; no need to use chemicals), yellow jackets, wasps, mosquitoes, house flies, aphids, sparrows, pigeons, morning doves, starlings, cardinals, robin redbreasts, mocking birds, gnats, earthworms, cabbage butterflies, slugs. I have invited in praying mantis (hoping for the best). I choose to trap the rats and monitor for termites (or I would be seeing them). The ants are late this year.
Teeming with life or full of unwanted pests? It’s all a matter of perspective. What I do know is that the beings whose presence I welcome and enjoy would not be there if I just had a pesticide-laden chunk of concrete.




