I was sitting on the porch this morning, watching a particularly stubborn golden retriever try to figure out how to catch his own tail, when [Read More…]
I was sitting on my porch this morning, watching a stray tabby—whom I’ve affectionately named Louis Pasteur after the great microbiologist—stalk a butterfly through the [Read More…]
The other morning, while I was out in the garden arranging some flat river stones into the shape of a sleeping tabby, I found myself [Read More…]
The other morning, I was out in the garden trying to arrange some smooth river stones into the shape of a sleeping tabby—a little project [Read More…]
I remember the day I boldly declared my independence from wall sockets, armed with a portable solar charger that promised to transform me into some [Read More…]
