I just discovered that my cousin, Christopher Teasdale, writes a blog for the NYTimes.com. It's all about his bees. And it's really good. His writing is reminiscent of John McPhee, whose writing I have long admired. Check it out by clicking here.
One of the benefits of moving my studio - I'm rediscovering lots of goodies that I'd put away until "later" - I guess later is now. Is that like there's no time like the present? Or, one of my favorites, there's no present like time.