My pledges to do better inevitably fall to the wayside as I jam one more item into counter bin and vow to take it all to the organics site “later.”
Shut the Front Door
When the lovely neighbors put their house up for sale, I fretted about who might move in. Good neighbors are worth their weight in gold. Every time prospective buyers pulled up, I surreptitiously watched from my window. I even managed to casually meet some by happening to be outside. The woman who told me about …