Trust me when I say that I don’t care if you believe me or not. Probably you don’t. Although I don’t care that you will not believe me, I still feel the need to convince you. Note also, that I hate you for making me convince you of what I know to be true. If […]
The rain rain rain came down down down In rushing rising riv’lets Till the river crept out of its bed And crept right into Piglet’s For Piglet he was frightened with quite a rightful fright And so in desperation a message he did write He placed it in a bottle and it floated out of […]
My little roadside macrofungi has run its course. Gone are the lustrous mustard and golden yellow colors. Now it looks like a dried up and discarded pizookie. The ants were enjoying themselves.