Lantana

Raising Women

If you raise girl children to believe they can do anything, they will grow into women who do.

Chainsaw on a pole.

A Thought

It is really hard not to go completely postal (sorry postal persons I know and love) when folks I know aren't anywhere near ignorant willingly support candidates who have no intention of doing anything to help them.

Especially when said candidate is directly responsible (through the company he headed) for my current desperate plight and financial and professional struggle. 

Do what you must.

I will be supportive and sympathetic when it's your turn here. Because it will be. YOU are not a corporation.

For Fall

Of course, Autumn here is just 85 instead of 92 degrees and includes darker mornings and evenings.  Otherwise you have no real idea what time of year it is.  I suspect the tree in the front of the house will switch this year's set of leaves for new ones in the coming months. But instead of a big, dramatic color show - they'll just fade, shrivel and drop and almost simultaneously be replaced by new growth.

Ah, subtropical.  Maybe that explains the color of the first leaf.  Or maybe my glaze experiment was wildly successful.  I prefer the latter.

Earning a Living

That's what Mom calls it.  Clinging to the house, windows, the inside of the door frame (that's how they get IN the house)... where ever there's the possibility of a bug.

I stood, unmoving, in my kitchen to watch one eat on a recent evening.  I could only tell he was successful by the regular swallowing.

That fast.

Grin and Bear

Mailman's New Nemesis