....Silence propagates itself, and the longer talk has been suspended, the more difficult it is to find anything to say. -Samuel Johnson .....Silent gratitude isn't very much use to anyone. -Gertrude Stein
Sunday, September 26
"Tu Seras Mi Baby"
I woke up to music this morning, the Spanish version of one of my favorites (hear it?). What a way to wake up. Unfortunately my bliss soon ended when I heard the "castrato" story (and its accompanying music) which followed on BBC's The Strand. What do you expect at 3 in the morning?
Friday, September 24
Thursday, September 16
A Day Late
I forgot that yesterday- September 15th- was Agatha Christie's 120th birthday. Someone has come up with a cake (recipe) for the occasion called Delicious Death "inspired by a passage in one of her Miss Marple books called “A Murder is Announced” in which housekeeper Mitzi bakes it for Dora Bunner’s birthday tea. ‘Impossible to make such a cake. I need for it chocolate and much butter, and sugar and raisins’ she tells her employer."

Wednesday, September 15
The Hornworm

The clubhouse garden is in terrible shape rignt now but this little "animal" still finds our tomato plants tasty. I'm not sure if he's a tobacco or a tomato hornworm (they both eat tomatoes) but he's a 2 inch long chunker, neon green with those unreal white sprinkles.
Actually, I found him kind of scary. K though wanted to pick him up (yuck) but in the end we left him munching away. Here's what he turns into:


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