By Willis Webb, author of “Writer’s Roost”— “Let me tell ya ’bout the birds and the bees and the flowers and the trees …”
Yeah, “nature-lover” me was sitting out on the back deck-porch-whatchacallit the other day and I actually got to watch the birds and the bees.
You need to understand that this was a real accomplishment for someone whose idea of roughing it is a hotel bed without silk sheets. Also, I spend a majority of my time in my office-study just off the deck-porch-thingy reading, researching and writing as we writer-types are wont to do.
Oh, yeah, I was a Boy Scout all right and I got my nature and camping merit badges, among a couple of dozen-plus, but a real outdoor type I’m not.
It was a nice, cool spring day. In our “new home” (that’s in a location sense not construction-wise) we have this area on the back of the house that is a concrete slab. About two-thirds of it has a corrugated metal roof over it.