And what time is it, boys and girls?

Hi everyone,

Today begins an official period of some pretty serious goo foffing. (For the uninitiated, that’s how you spell it around here.) The turtles started begging last week. I have no idea who snitched but at Goose Lake there are few secrets.
We had a talk and I believe they understood. I’m going to keep an eye on them though.

I will remain in touch but it’s possible I won’t entertain a meritorious thought over the course of the coming days. You, on the other hand, may be miming applause for the break in the routine, and I don’t hold that against you. You are at all times thoughtful, sweet, responsive, and supportive. What an opportunity for you to turn to other pursuits for a while and take for granted that I’m around sand, books, and refreshments, though not necessarily in that order.

P.S. The turtles took it rather too quietly. I have an uneasy feeling . . .

Upcoming schedule changes

Hi everyone,
Between now and the latter part of March I’ll be on the road a lot, in and out of town, and often out of touch except for e-mail or if someone has left me a note on Facebook. Most winters I have a permanent place to stay, a work station, and a regular daily schedule. This year is different.

I’m looking at the likelihood that my daily posts will fall off sharply. I won’t be goo foffing, exactly, at least not all the time, but I’ll just call it that to have a name. I’m excited about the upcoming adventures and will do my best to be in touch as much as I can.

A brief time out for goo foffing

Hi everyone,
I haven’t taken much time off lately so I’m giving myself a small reprieve from the routine. Plans call for goo foffing the next three days to see if I remember how.

I’ll still be in touch and as always be happy to hear from you, but I’ll give the daily post a rest. Unless, of course, something comes up that I just have to tell you about.

Onward and upward!


I need a break!

Hi everyone,

I need a break from goo foffing. Yesterday I spent thirty minutes trying to take a picture of some of the huge wasps (cicada killers) that buzz around the shrubbery all day. 20160710_092747_resized Our Quixotic lizards cling to their palm trunks, doing push-ups and flexing their throat sacks to attract a date while hoping that one of these juicy wonders will rocket by close enough for their snap-out tongues to capture. Look carefully and you can spot three wasps in this picture. They fly so fast it’s sheer luck to catch one with a smart phone camera.

But enough of this intense relaxation. I need a break. Today I shall work on my poetry book with Charlesbridge! Tomorrow? Too early to make a call.

P.S. To friends who sent me “wish you were here” notes from ILA, many thanks. I missed you too!