This side-story converges with the forthcoming book, Echoes of Betrayal, so the snippets will stop before any spoilers emerge. Only three more to go...
And now...to bed.
This afternoon I saw a treehopper (or some kind of hopper) on the kitchen window screen, so went outside to photograph it. The wind was very…
I was afraid that we had lost our crayfish in the 5 year drought--they disappeared and did not return for well over a year when the drought ended.…
So on Thursday morning, the mushrooms were already collapsing, including some that had been yellowish healthy-looking nubbins yesterday: