Today, as we untied the Christmas tree from the roof of the car, a bee buzzed by my right ear. In this season of cold, there is very little sound other than the wail of the wind.
Do I look like one of Santa's reindeer? I think I do! Maybe not Rudolf, though, because my nose is the wrong color.
One day last week, Mom came back from the mailbox with a big smile on her face. "Look, Martok," she said. "This is my first heirloom-vegetable gardening catalog for next year!"
It's almost Thanksgiving, so it's turkey time again.
