Writing has never been one of my strong points. I always wait until the last minute to get started on essays and I’ve started countless personal journals that have never seen more than three entries. Ironically, I’ve had an… Read More ›
Black Jungle
Black Jungle, in Massachusetts
My daughter owns tarantulas. That’s a whole other blog. I’ve learned to love her almost weightless pets, that can pounce on a cricket faster than a football player on a loose football. Nom nom nom. One of my daughter’s favorite… Read More ›
Two Different Girls 