Staring at a blank notepad for a long time doesn’t produce a journal entry. Or maybe it just will, if you stare long enough.
“You have to choose between the snails and the tree” I was told. I was in an ethical dilemma over handling a situation in my Garden. Leaves of a medium-sized [...]
The views expressed here, however cynical, impractical, immature they may be, belong to me. Perhaps some time in future, I might look back on them and laugh, even then they remain mine...