Welcome! Tucked happily into the gorgeous hills and woods of Wisconsin, I write about life, faith, and the humor that both require. Welcome to the Nexus!
Having a Saturday
So I've had about enough of this guy: I know, the picture doesn't really give you anything to be immediately irate about. Seemed no matter the angle, I couldn't show how very flat half of that hosta is. So anyway, it's flat. Why? Because we've got a coon that likes to visit at night and... Continue Reading →
Integration
So we've had these irises for fifteen years. One would think that I'd have taken note before now. But one would be wrong. It is a fact universally acknowledged that plants go through a relatively straight-forward growth cycle: Spring comes and our little friends burst through the earth and shoot skyward.The bud, whether miniscule or... Continue Reading →
I’ve been holding out…
There she is. And there am I, peeking out from m'office. I'm trying to avoid the living room. Why? Because the Last Kid Standing is reading my book, and there is little more terrifying than watching someone read your book. Let me back up... I've been working on this book for a goodly long time.... Continue Reading →
What happened next…
Hwell... You see... Rounds #3 and #4 with the Poison Ivy were just as productive as the first 2 rounds combined, so you see how well we've eradicated the beast to this point. There are now two heaping snow-sleds out by the firepit with that heaping wheelbarrow full of poisonous nastiness. It's raining or I'd... Continue Reading →
A month down the line…
It's been soggy here in the Nexus. Which is good, because we've had a painfully dry spring. You just shouldn't see the grass browning in May. What with our new Pacific Northwest climate, things have been greening up nicely. Em's perennial beds are full to bursting The first iris even blew its top Grr You... Continue Reading →
Turns out
Let's start with this beautiful blade of grass... Serene, right? Yes. Indeed. Moving on... Alright folks, time for a little botanical trivia. Ready? Do you recognize this guy? The twig there, kinda' middle right? No? Hmm... How bout these? See 'em? All 3 sorta' shooting up at the same angle? Left-bearing? And the one blurry... Continue Reading →
Sproing
Yikes. Y'ever just feel like the fast forward button is stuck on? It's spring--well, it was spring, until winter came back, but let's not dwell--so that certainly plays a part, unleashing wild rips of energy. I won't lead you to believe that I'm overly productive, but spring has definitely kicked me into a higher gear,... Continue Reading →
The Fita
The fleet of Hondas is expanding. They're kind of taking over the homestead. Back in 2018, when the newly minted adult Rachel was in the market for her first car, she wanted a manual, and then she wanted to learn to drive said manual. We searched and searched, she and I, and happened upon a... Continue Reading →
Patching the Patagonia, and some lakes
Took a little time today to perform some routine maintenance on the Patagonia. Remember how excited I was to finally bring home a Nano Puff and retire the 1980's classic I'd been wearing for 25 years? Well, as you could likely ascertain by how often that baby is donned in pictures here on the old... Continue Reading →
A little update, part deux…
I've been home for a week. I will be honest and tell you that I've only now finally landed. When I travel with the whole of the household, on our many trips through tents and campgrounds and parks a-plenty, I settle back in pretty easily. I unpack like my hair's on fire, I suck in... Continue Reading →
A little update, on The Concussion Kid
Whew! That was a long week! Thank you to everyone who was a part of getting Emily to Utah, to Cognitive FX. It was an amazing experience, despite the fact that she had the FLU for most of it (nope, I’m not even kidding; wish I was)! (No, it wasn't COVID. And it wasn't technically... Continue Reading →
Protuberances and Soft Spots
Well, we've officially entered the era of external after-market vehicular prosthesis. Thus far, we have made a habit of making mincemeat of what most auto manufacturers would herald as a vehicle's reasonable use-by date. We pump money into our armada when most self-respecting folks would have driven her to the scrapyard, or more likely to... Continue Reading →
Tucked happily into the gorgeous hills and woods of Wisconsin, I write about life, faith, and the humor that both require. 
