“The first snow is like the first love. Do you remember your
first snow?” ~Lara Biyuts~  Friday, April 22, 2011  A Good
Friday and a wish for all of you.  May all your days be blue
skies and wild grasses in Spring.  Thursday, April 21, 2011
Something Wicked This Way Comes.... but there was Joy in the
Morning.  I took a long walk yesterday afternoon up into the
hills. This is what it looked like at about 4:00 p.m. The wind
was blowing through the trees, moving the clouds across the sky.
Everything was so lovely.... as if Nature was at peace with the
world. I even stopped up there, closed my eyes and just stood
there for a few minutes, feeling the warmth of the sun,
listening to the sound of the wind, the birds, the distant
traffic noises from across the canyon and the strange little
squeaking sound that kept coming from one of the oak trees... a
bird possibly. Then I heard a clicking kind of buzzing ...
looked down I saw a grasshopper land on the grass in front of
me. It was black and medium sized. I tried to