We planted this Lindheimer’s beeblossom last year, and we’re delighted that it survived our polar vortex just fine and is looking great – because never has a flower been better named. The bees adore it. And all of us need to take care of our bees.

Don’t give me any ideas.

The Rock Church, Cranfills Gap, Texas

Currently reading: Nixonland: The Rise of a President and the Fracturing of America by Rick Perlstein πŸ“š

Currently reading: The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch by Philip K. Dick πŸ“š

Currently reading: Tristes Tropiques (Penguin Classics) by Claude Levi-Strauss πŸ“š

Can’t tell y’all how excited I am about this.

Used books.

Dessert first, please

Welcome, small stranger. Live long and prosper.

A four-magazine mail day is my equivalent of finding a four-leaf clover.

Currently reading: The Master and His Emissary: The Divided Brain and the Making of the Western World by Iain McGilchrist πŸ“š

Currently reading: Culture and Value by Ludwig Wittgenstein πŸ“š

Currently reading: Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison πŸ“š

One down, one to go.

So excited about the arrival of this one.

Currently reading: This Isn’t Happening: Radiohead’s “Kid A” and the Beginning of the 21st Century by Steven Hyden πŸ“š

Currently reading: Thus Spoke Zarathustra: A Book for Everyone and Nobody (Oxford World’s Classics) by Friedrich Nietzsche πŸ“š

I was 100% sure that this little tree had died in the recent big freeze, but here we are!