Good day (Pikes Peak Library District pooh-bah), I’m Tom Preble, that guy with the Leaf that had been plugging in on 1Kwh /120 volt trickle charge at your Falcon branch - High Prairie, whilst using the facility. First, do understand that I had asked permission for open-ended trickle charging. Permission had been granted some months ago, and I took the business card of the employee granting permission. (I always ask
The cukes are in collusion with the zucchinis: We’ll grow when your back is turned And crowd out the basil and carrots, Leaving you with green torpedoes To aim at your neighbors. *** Stephanie Djock is a writer based in St. Paul, Minnesota, where she lives with her husband and an ever-expanding orchid collection and garden. She is pursuing an MFA in Creative Writing at Hamline University, with an emphasis on
The creamy blossom beckoned to me that early Sunday morning and when I opened the petals, I saw her. My first yucca moth! Nestled near a pollen-heavy stamen, she shifted her position as the sun flooded her hideaway. My job as a volunteer naturalist at Cheyenne Mountain State Park had immersed me in the amazing world of plants, but none fascinated me more than Yucca glauca, the native member of the
The state of California finally did something sensible and tightened up its vaccination rules for school children. I’d like to believe that reason carried the day, but I suspect having a measles outbreak associated with Disneyland provided a financial incentive that was at least as powerful as the science. And as expected, the antivaxxers went nuts before, during, and after the legislative process. Exhibit A is Jim Carrey’s twitter rant.
Hiking was never a strong passion of mine when I was younger. We had places to hike where I grew up in Northern California, but in my youth, it was not a regular hobby for my family or me. Little Darby was a hiking trail nestled in the hills east of our home. The trail was a popular place for school field trips, as well as for teenagers looking to
