A big leap for a little guy While cooking breakfast one morning this week, I heard the trill of a wren coupled with whimpering warbles that sounded distressed. I glanced out my kitchen window and saw a tiny bird pacing—like the cartoon roadrunner—across my patio. Tail up and feathers fluffed, it continued its pitiful cries […]
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Trials, Big or Little, Turn Our Faces to God
Not exactly beige, is it? I’m sending you a flower this week. The bloom is new to my garden and a surprise to me. This one is called Wanda Capella. When I ordered the tubers online, the picture of Wanda showed a beige dinnerplate dahlia, but as you can plainly see Wanda Capella is Yella. […]