My general stress level makes me wonder how I manage to be mistaken for a normal, functioning human being from day-to-day. Wait, I do generally look normal and functioning, don’t I? Floating down the river last Saturday was a wonderful moment of escape from an ordinary life, but I can’t get out and do that…
It’s been a hell of a day… a hell of a week. But I’m going to shut up about my issues and talk about something fun… like Christmas presents! Yes, I love the color red, especially in the kitchen. Well, unless it’s blood. That kind of red is no good, but I received a gift…
Finally! A nice day! Yeh! See Maery doing the happy dance! You know it’s been tough weather-wise when a bit of sun and temps in the 60s make you crazily jubilant! Lots got done today – raking, cutting down some buckthorn, gathering and burning branches, clearing flower beds of leaves and old growth, a couple…
When it says dry clean There might be a reason. But what? When it’s cotton? What could it hurt to wash it? Save a few bucks. Oh… Not quite colorfast… The photo does not do it justice A very rich purplish red hue Running down the sink Bloody bleeding enough For Halloween
It’s my sister SB’s birthday today so I did my best to write a birthday poem. Sis, it’s not the same as getting a poem from Dad, but I hope you know it comes from the heart and that I’m thinking of both of you today. She’s a wiley coyote With mischief in her eyes….
Chicken Little, you darn, silly thing. Without a rooster, from eggs chicks do not spring! Steve built a chicken tractor to allow us to move the chickens around the yard so they can scratch for bugs and whatever else they scratch for. We do our best to have happy, go-lucky chickens. The A-frame has…
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I love the poem Maery…and the look on the chicks face is adorable, a cutie.
Oh the chick are so cute 🙂
You are a poet my friend. I love the fluffy little peepers!!! Cute!
God bless ya sweetie!!! :o)