Am I grounded? I've missed three days of blogging and feel a bit out of sorts (and guilty). Perhaps if I entertain you with stories of what kept me away, you'll forgive me.
Like many other people, I took advantage of the warm weather this past weekend and decided it was time to attack my garden.
I don't find gardening relaxing despite what people say. Sure, the end product helps me to feel calm, and perhaps the cold cider I'm drinking takes the edge off while I take a break from accidentally butchering the flowers and plants in my garden.
I do a lot of shrugging in those moments, completely baffled by the task at hand.
But a real head-scratcher was when I was standing in my driveway, looking toward the large elm tree in the backyard. High up in the branches was a dark, mossy form. Does my tree have a fungus? Oh no...is it a wasps nest?