All summer, I was gardening and mowing and weed-whacking and I never had a hint that all those #wasps were there. That’s what I call good neighbors.

The CEO of #Apple has been behaving disgracefully, so it pleases me to think that I’m already doing the thing that annoys him most: I’m still using my 2012 iMac.

The town celebrated its bicentennial today, and the entire police force was at the ceremony. I’m thinking our local criminal element missed an opportunity.

Awoke this morning with terrible knowledge: You can sing “Mack the Knife” to the tune of “My Darling Clementine”, but if you do, you ruin both songs.

Despite living in the Anglosphere for three decades, my French wife did not know the word “kazoo”. So I went to the toy box and played one for her. FYI, “La Marseillaise” is a great tune to play on the #kazoo.

Today the mailman brought a #ChristmasCard addressed to the previous owners of our house. I bought this place in 1997. I admire the sender’s perseverance.

A new year, a new observation to confirm my hypothesis that nobody has ever been woken by the sound of someone washing dishes.

A fire truck was behind the 7-11, spraying water on a dumpster that had caught fire. It’s not just a metaphor!

It’s a lot easier to mend a fence when it’s 45°F and calm, compared to last weekend when it was 19°F and the wind was gusting to 20 knots. But everyone except me already knew that.

2012: Wife tells me to get rid of that old table. I do not. I disassemble it and hide it in the back of a storeroom. 2025: Wife needs a table for her studio. Gives me the dimensions. Asks how much I think one will cost. I think I can get one for free. 😀

We have a bad mailman, but that’s sort of OK. Knocking on neighbors’ doors to give them mis-delivered letters and packages is one of the things that builds community.

I instructed one of my #fencing students🤺 to imitate a mongoose attacking a cobra. He had never seen that before. What are parents teaching their children these days?

At a family gathering in 1990, I was introduced to my wife’s grandfather’s brother’s widow’s second husband. After a few seconds’ thinking, it was unanimously determined that the word in Virginia for that relationship is #Uncle.

Cleared out a hectare of pokeweed with the bush hog. Now my tractor looks like something from a Stephen King novel. #weeds