Stretch Armstrong

I feel like Stretch Armstrong every second of every day. His face says: I am super tough; I can handle anything. Go ahead, pull me in different directions. My arms will hold back any charging front and my legs allow me flexibility to be in more than one place at a time. Hit me with... Continue Reading →

Invisible Prey: A Garden Entry

My garden is bare, just dirt and some peas I poked into the ground. Today it's covered in about a foot of snow too. Laying, sleeping, waiting for the dirt to be baked by the sun and warmed up, are the bugs that prey on my garden. These vicious creatures want to take food off... Continue Reading →

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