“Ladybug, ladybug fly away home; your house is on fire and your children are gone …” It was a beautiful, warm, sunny morning as I opened my French doors and spied a ladybug resting on the doorsill.

If, as the poets say, the eyes are a window to the soul, the Christmas tree is a giant sliding-glass door. In ways you may not have noticed or intended, your tree displays your taste, your past, your ...

“Ladybug, ladybug fly away home …” Whoops, she did! And her home is also my home and your home. With spring here, she’s awakening and coming indoors. Ladybugs are such lovable creatures that it’s hard ...

“Ladybug, ladybug, fly away home; your house is on fire and your children are gone…” It was a beautiful, warm, sunny morning as I opened my French doors and spied a ladybug resting on the doorsill.

There are nearly 5,000 kinds of ladybugs; 400 types live in North America. Ladybugs taste bad. Their bright color warns birds and other predators to stay away. They defend themselveswith a bitter, ...