We went out and planted a hydrangea…one hydrangea.

Doing this took major work, in a cold rain: Jane knows what she’s doing on planting things. I usually handle destruction, but settled for making some plant frames we ordered actually work. They’re a clever idea, a scrollwork shell to provide trellis for...

The Great Oklahoma Tax Mystery…solved.

Thank goodness for my accountant—who lives there. This began somewhere prior to the reign of Queen Victoria. Writers’ income has always been called royalty. When people began drilling oil wells in this country, in 1859, and people began paying money for...

We live diagonally across from a church…

…which elected us as one of their first Sunday Gardening projects. They pick people with yard projects that seem to need help, and happened to pick us as a) close and b) significantly stalled. They have to pass our unfortunate lawn to get to the church. Their...

Found my glasses…a ritual, when we have a crisis…

I lose them. I’ve done it from childhood. It used to be items of jewelry I’d lose. As I’ve gotten glasses-reliant to read—it’s the glasses. Medical crisis in the house—absolutely guaranteed I’ll lose my glasses. And...

The hematology tests: 7 vials and see you in 10 days…

Takes a while to run some of these, but the hematologist was initially encouraging, dismissed spleen and liver issues as unlikely, and is running more tests, not all of which would be great news but some of which would be pretty good news if positive. So again, we...

Sometimes, the harder you paddle, the behinder you get…

In yesterday’s mail—a large tax mixup with the state of Oklahoma, who thinks we still live there and have for the last 10 years. Near heart attack…which I didn’t want to tell Jane about until I solved it. Which I have, or at least I’ve...