Beautiful Mid-Summer: We celebrated the 4th of July and Bastille Day but incredibly I have something that knocks those special days down with one roundhouse. Are you ready to tease your brain, ready to laugh, ready to have your heart kettledrum? Here we go with our own amazing fireworks (firewords).

What a glorious June -- just look out the window and behold the vivid greenery and the multitudes of flowers beginning to burst out, and your heart sings.

I figure all you guys are leading the way. How, you ask? Really soon now, when people have exhausted all the movies and TV shows they can tolerate, here's where you'll point the way out of entertainment despair...

Welcome back to my once-a-month newsletter. First thing, THANK YOU for all your amazingly over-the-top, 4th of July fireworks (or fire-words), about LABYRINTH.

Ah, what incredible bliss to wallow in my picturesque (ha!) Fortress of Words.

I finally found Labyrinth in the fork of an old oak tree, unable to hide from me because the cover really likes to show itself off.

I was looking at my flag and thinking about tea. As in you could drink Boston Harbor for maybe ten minutes. Yes, that’s a slice of chocolate cake in my hand...

In August I won’t be able to stand in front of this hydrangea bush – it bulges with HUGE pink blooms and is known throughout the neighborhood as the Hydrangea-that-ate-Cleveland.

Look what I found hiding in my roses, or then again, maybe the roses found LABYRINTH wandering around in the garden, looking for readers...

Death by Roses – hmm, now that’s a title. Am I being chomped on by my gorgeous iceberg roses?...