
That’s a corner of a watercolor my mother painted when we lived near some woods in Schenectady.
Do you know if you type “Schen” or “Shenec” or “Shenecta” the city’s name comes popping up in autocorrect? Also, and I love this even more, to this day when I type “trump” autocorrect never supplies a capital “T.”

Today’s haiku is relevant:
6/4
Low decibel leaf
blowers the norm after years
of law-breaking noise.
#gratitude
Any ideas on how to support the beleaguered DA Fani Willis?
Reached out to the South Carolina Historical Society for permission to use some language from Eliza Lucas Pinckney’s letters. This thing is getting real, my friends!


Ken spent an entire morning trying to figure out to install a widget or whatever so that I could once again show a string of pix from Instagram on my sidebar. He couldn’t figure it out. I don’t know if this disappoints more than it satisfies, but at least I now know it’s not just me!

Oh your mom’s painting is wonderful! I like the connection with the bit of green in the downstairs window 🙂
That cartoon says it all! Short of moving to GA and voting, I’ve got nothing this am.
Please post those flowers again once they’ve opened!