Hurricane Beryl's Ballet

She pirouetted across my garden, dropping trees like abandoned partners. She spun over the river patio and hurdled hexagons. She deposited two kittens in the compost area and washed all of the mulch out of the labyrinth. For and afterthought, she sent horizontal winds into the attic laden with rain which created and interesting pattern on the B&B upstairs ceiling. Then she exited stage left. Not a bad opening act for the 2012 Hurricane Season.

Cursor Crazy

Laughter is therapeutic. As I stood before the 300 dear members of the Florida State Garden Club Convention, I was not at all certain my audio visual component would be functional. The laptop cursor had developed a mind of its own and periodically would drift to left or right and on occasion would disappear completely. I began having a 30 year flashback to that moment in Miami Beach's Fountainbleu Hotel when the power went out after my first slide and I stood in the dark telling 600 folks, " What you would have seen, would be??????????????????? Luckily, on Friday May 11 the A.V.gods bestowed mercy. The Power Point worked and my evangelical message concerning the necessity for community garden was delivered and seemed well received. Thank you, Mr. Cursor. Huge thanks!