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Even though I'm partially deaf, I still prefer verbal communication, face to face. I hate using a phone for that reason, so texting is my electronic choice.

And yet, early on I wasn't a 'cat person'. If we ever had any cats on the farm, I have no memory of it. When I went to work at that local garage, the owner had cats that were only a notch above ferals. One, in particular, I hated. She would lay on one of the cars, and as I walked by, would try...

But I find it amazing how many try.

The fancy tulips are all done, but we have others that come on later, and they are just coming into bloom now. There are several others putting on a show now English daisies 'Winky' Aquilegia 'Storm Cloud' Amsonia Bugleherb 'Wine and Roses' tulip mix Also, my container potatoes have all emerged...

The sun must be too hot even for a cat, if such a thing is possible, else Miss Eleanor and Bashful would be soaking it up. Of course, they still have not shed their winter coats yet.

The sun hasn't come around to their favorite window yet, so Stretch and Miss Eleanor are making do with what's available.

In gym, it was a tossup between dodgeball and flag football. I was picked on a lot in school, and enjoyed the chance to put some payback on my tormentors. I had a pretty good arm, and good aim to go with it, not to mention the satisfying 'ooof' sound they would make when I buried my shoulder...

I never cared all that much for KFC, and the last time I was at a Mickey D's was in 2020, just before the state was shut down. A quarter pounder with cheese, two hash browns, a medium hot tea, and a small coffee were over $16. Haven't been back since, or to any other fast-food place either, for...

Personally, I despise squirrels, as they are constantly digging in my flower gardens. I planted several new iris last fall, and they dug up and ate half of them, and I caught them digging in my freshly-planted raised beds this year. I have to spread repellent to keep them at bay, and that only...

Never. I have only met one celebrity- Lloyd Bridges- and author- Lauren Fix- in my life, and while it involved a brief conversation, that was it. My brother-in-law, on the other hand, got a nice letter and autographed photo from James Earl Jones.

Cut down milkweed? We planted milkweed, and it's cousin, butterfly weed (Asclepias) in our flower gardens.

The only one that I'm reasonably sure of is Hill Street Blues. There may be others.

Michele grows cat grass- she uses oat grass- in a pot, then when it gets tall enough, she'll clip some off and give some to each of the cats. She only lets it get 3-4" tall, then after so many clippings, she'll dump the pot and start over with new seed and soil. The cats seem to like it that way.

I don't know if I have a frivolous bone in my body, but if you want to talk extravagant, then a garage large enough that I can work without having to move everything off to the corners to make room.

Sometimes it does; depending on how much they eat.

We knew him quite well, as he was our landlord for 24 years prior to buying our house. We lived upstairs, while he and his (late) wife lived downstairs. He always told us that our rent paid the property taxes, which is why it was so relatively cheap. Because of his and his wife's health issues...

Michele and I went to a local steak house with her sister and sister's boyfriend, who just passed two weeks ago at age 87.

Speaking of birds, I was taking advantage of some sunshine to work in the back yard when I noticed a starling fluttering around the eave at a corner of the house. I got out a ladder to investigate, and found a gap where the guard didn't completely cover the gutter. Lifting it up, I found a nest...

You mean thistles? Every so often one will pop up here, and yeah, they can get big and nasty.

The latest on Grumpy, the local feral: After getting his food, both wet and dry, he's sleeping it off in the back flower bed.