Chasing the birds away…

So, maybe I’m turning cuckoo? The past two weeks have been spent redoing a chaotic yard, which may have inadvertently reflected my life, into a beautiful canvas of dirt. I wouldn’t say my life is dirt but maybe dirt with life ready to sprout! Thankfully this isn’t Hitchcock’s “The Birds” otherwise, I’d have no eyes. [...]

I Think She’s Cuckoo, Not for Cocoa Puffs

Where, oh where do I begin? Let’s start with this: My neighbor might be cuckoo. ‘Might” is relative. To tell such a cuckoo story, one must begin, well…at the beginning. I won’t lie, I’m a bit of a recluse. I have friends of course but when it comes to my wee castle, I stay in. [...]