Teaching online tonight, Sunday 13 April. Sitting under the apple tree polishing a tune for Piper. The banjo is plumb. It's the world that's gone cockeyed.

Went to bed in spring, woke up in winter. Not a happy customer, this house finch. Picking up what the sparrows throw down.

Buyer's remorse yet, Iowa? www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=1...

Due to a double whammy of climate change and a fungal infestation that swept the upper Midwest in August, our lilacs are in bloom and babbling about this lovely June. 18 November 2024, killer frost arrives in three nights.