Sunday, October 30, 2011


I spent the day weeding the back garden. A steady flood of little beasties fled before my trowel; ants, crickets, spiders, flies, worms, and other things I did not recognize. The ground is thick, black mud which stains everything it touches.

It wasn't like this in Arizona. Nothing lived in that sandy clay. Usually not even plants. It was great!

1 comment:

  1. LOL - we all have our fantasies of life where the reality of living things don't intrude our bubble. Welcome to the less sterile world.