For a few weeks every year we hit this sweet spot. The days, and most nights, warm up enough that we don’t have to think about firewood. Things are being planted and sprouting up in the garden. Jackets and sweaters are only needed in the morning or evening and new, exciting projects see more attention…
We had a couple of extra roosters in the flock that needed to go. Rooster butchering is always an exciting and somber event around here and this time Stewart had the boys play a more hands-on role. I am happy that they know where that chicken soup came from, that they see the whole process….
Her hand wraps effortlessly around my finger and it is like a thousand upon a thousand hugs. Her head smells sweeter than the sweetest flower in the greenest meadow and so I make my way back there a hundred times a day before it fades, for I know it will. My fate is sealed when…
Apparently there have been an influx of skunks in the neighborhood and Stewart got the opportunity to tango with two in one week. We were all outside preparing a garden bed next to the house, or in my case taking pictures of the garden bed. Someone spotted the skunk near the house and Stewart ran…
