Things are not quite what I had assumed in the spinach bed.  Make your bed and lie in it, I say, thinking this would really be a pleasant option on this particular day.  While faintly protesting and shaking his head in disbelief, about a month ago my brother poured bags of steer manure atop the recently dug-in cover crop...and the resulting smooth and well kept look of the garden beds...there is more to it.  Today, perhaps because the sun was out in force for the first time in weeks, Read more [...]

When Road Runner bonks Wile Coyote on the head with a giant mallet we laugh.  Why?  Blue stars, a halo of them, circle Coyote's head, while his eyes roll back in their sockets, his canine head lolling.  Or, in another scenario, Road Runner, wielding a mallet 10 times his size, pounds Coyote into the ground, only a few strokes required.  His situation now compounded, Coyote is well beyond incapacitated, half buried as well as semicomatose.  Trapped and incapable of action, Read more [...]