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Just When You Thought it was Safe to Garden

Another one shows up: They’re coming.

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Waddya think?

Cover for Partholon:  

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Seen this movie

I have a teeny little garden in which I grow various things like yellow squash, canteloupes, watermelon, pumpkin, tomatoes, peppers, eggplants, cauliflower, snap beans, strawberries and loofah gourds. Yeah, loofah gourds, wanna make something of it? (Actually you can: loofah … Continue reading

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The Adventures of Gracie the Wander Cat: Interloper

Never fails. I get a good thing going, get my spots picked out,      develop a sense that everything’s under control, and then someone comes along to ruin it. This guy: Oh, you think that’s me? Look again:    What?? Oh, … Continue reading

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Pat Travers and Dave Mason, all in one week

Two Saturdays ago, I went to the Winchester Blues House Festival, an all-day outside event. It was hot and buggy  but still fairly well attended. I planted underneath a rare tree offering shade, sat back and enjoyed. Blues is the daddy … Continue reading

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“We’re going to need a bigger helicopter.”

Sharknado. Ya know, I didn’t even hear about it until late yesterday afternoon, when I caught a couple of random tweets about it. Thought: “Ha! I hope someone makes that movie!” I did not know someone actually had until about … Continue reading

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150th Anniversary of Gettysburg

I went. It’s only 75 miles or so away and the 150th of anything comes only once so how could any self-respecting self-proclaimed history buff miss it? Apparently not many, because there was a whole lot of people there, a … Continue reading

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R.I.P., Richard Matheson

I first heard about Richard Matheson back in the 60’s, when I watched a Saturday afternoon TV showing of The Incredible Shrinking Man. I was ten or so, and the cat scared me to death, ditto the spider. But, that ending…I was blown away, … Continue reading

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The people you run into

So, just strolling around the Winchester City walking mall after buying a pair of water shoes so I can wade the Shenandoah in search of the wily brown trout, when I came across these guys: The Presidents of the United … Continue reading

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Does not the stone rebuke me?

Hied I, to the Shakespeare Theater in the District to see The Winter’s Tale, a play I knew nothing about and deliberately did not research because I wanted to see if Shakespeare could still be deciphered in this American Idol … Continue reading

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