and breaking hearts.
How do the cabbage beetles KNOW I've planted brassicas?
The summer vacation where you go nowhere that also will never end has begun.
I mean, are we even doing new things anymore?
All I wanna do is blow my nose in peace.
Why can't it just be real spring already?
It's the first post.
Welcome to So, how's the weather there? by me, Anne Holub. A writer (amongst other things.) Montana. Dogs. Plants. Haven't lost my Virginia…