Anyone who knows me well knows I don't scare easily but last night at midnight I was screaming like a banshee running round and round the pool batting at my own head. Vanna White went out back for her nightly constitutional and didn't come back. She has apparently dug a hole to China in the garden bed that my 90 year old father spent hours leveling and raking and was curled up contentedly in said hole. What a bad doggie. When Popi finds this hole you are
I truly love dragon flies. They are probably one of my favorite critters. As a young child on the Santa Fe river I would watch them for hours marveling at their gossamer wings and gorgeous colors. This was not one of those moments. I'm sending this post to one of my favorite bloggers, Pure Florida, and asking him why? why? WHY?