New Eyes on the Same Ordinary Stuff
I'll tell you about how the first follow happened. She was a young barn-rat of a girl. You know the...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Circle
Cats curl in a circle more often this time of year. Eliminating extremities makes her nose warmer than mine, for...
Auld Lang Syne: The Ghost Herd
I've mentioned it before; I still mourn Cochise, that black and white Pinto that Little Joe rode on Bonanza. It's...
Happy New Year: It's Still About the Tortoise and the Hare.
It seems to me that we sometimes approach this whole New Year resolution thing like school-yard bullies. We start by...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Now
Like a skater on ice, strong and effortless. Anna Blake, Infinity Farm (WordPress Photo Challenge is a weekly prompt...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Gathering
Gathering. Well, it's one of my favorite things. A sweet meditative time with the good company of Edgar Rice Burro...
When Nothing Less than Havarti Will Do
I've been getting the stink eye from Preacher Man. It happens. He's a member of the Long and Low Club,...
How the Barn Became a Church
Were you born in a barn? Not me, but I wish. I lived in the tiny asphalt-shingle house just south...
It's Not Exactly Like Seeing Dead People
My father came to my last book talk. For those of you squinting, tilting your heads, and doing the math......
Weekly Photo Challenge: Oops.
Oops!--It's an empty can with no more grain-treats. Still, a smart goat would want to be thorough and double check....
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