March 12, 2019
No, silly. That is not a jerk duck right there, that is ChickHen. She is looking sad-ish because this morning I went outside and called to her and Cockadoodle Drake (also known as C.Drake) and they came a’flappin for their oats and corn and sunflower seeds. They landed on the street where there is a... Read more...
March 10, 2019
So, I was a little worried because there was wind and snow and freezing rain forecast for today and what if Cockadoodle Drake and ChickHen decided to postpone the inspection? I know. It bothered me all morning. But just now, I looked outside and saw those footprints in the snow/sleet/ice/rain glop and guess what?? I... Read more...
March 09, 2019
So. I was walking past the farmer…s….’s…s’ porch door (label depending, of course, on the number of farmers who gather there, or how many think they own it)… anyway, I’m walking by the door there, which is a french door which means it is pretty much all glass. So I can see through it. And... Read more...
Rachel Carson, A Sense of Wonder
Okay. Let me get this out of the way right now. I have permission to tell this story, directly from the perp. Also, yes, the... Read More
One funny moment after Jack proposed to Mac (and Mac dissolved, pretty much, into a melted snowman puddle (but recovered quickly enough for us... Read More
This spring morning I awoke to the conversations of a thousand winged beings. And as I yawned and stretched I realized… This was nature’s... Read More
Every Easter Sunday morning since First Born Mac was puny (pew-knee), there has been a rather loud and massive hunt for candy. The Easter... Read More