I’ve been noticing a dragonfly in my front yard as I water plants. To me, that’s a sign of summer ending. In Minnesota, where Tracy and Carlene, my brother and sister-in-law, live, dragonflies come out much earlier in the spring. Years ago, when my husband, son and I lived at Manos Meadows, I would look out […]

There’s a scurry in the garden, There’s a rustle through the plants; There’s a scamper, scoot and scuttle Made by bustling bugs and ants. The mushroom’s an umbrella For a cabbage butterfly, And the pumpkin vine’s a shelter For a cricket hopping by. Then a rush of racing raindrops Patter, splatter in the grasses While […]