Boomerang Cat

 I kept the spiders away all winter, and now that it's finally green I am tired of learning my lesson, namely patience. Because though I know all about change and how it always comes (I can see that much from here, you know), I have this restless blood, and I am like a Boomerang Cat in springtime, rolling in sidewalk chalk and disappearing. I am all grass is greener and Mamas and Papas and goes out comes back. It is no season for waiting.

Tricks

Story of my life.

Slim Pickings

Whoops. Now it's fall. I did not even can any tomatoes. Next year, I guess. Gather up what's left and settle in.

It's for bloggin', too. (Shout out to you if you're still reading.)

SURPRISE

Maybe you've noticed that I don't feel as compelled to write extensive, personal posts here. Maybe it's twitter (probably not). Maybe I've been looking at too many photo-blogs. Maybe I'm just unmotivated. I stopped making ladybugs, you know.

I guess I never mentioned those.

Pictured: Brookside Gardens in Wheaton, Maryland

Self Improvement

I stood in line for a whole hour at a Lowe's Home Improvement center just waiting for them to mix up my deck stain, and that machine just shook and it shook and it shook up other people's paints and stains, and they took them away. I stood in line for a whole hour wearing turquoise tights and tapping my foot and listing to that machine shake, and tapping my foot in time with that paint-mixing machine, walking tight circles around the cart which did not ever seem to inch forward. Not even a little.I also read a book about raising chickens in your very own backyard.