I was delighted to see the beautiful, four point buck in the front yard again today around 5:30am. Sorry buddy. Those purple berries you love are almost all gone. I am confident the girls and I can make sufficient noise as we charge down the…
Maybe it’s a southern thing, but in the summertime I love sandwiches for breakfast. Top five? Cucumber and mayo, cream cheese and green olive, tomato and mayo, leftover ham and mayo and the all time winner- homemade egg salad with a baby kosher dill on…
That’s what my Dad, a WWII Air force instructor, called us kids when we were sick, and that’s me today. No porch news for about 24 hours. Stuck with my tree house views which will test my powers of observation between the shivers. To be…
Today was my lucky day. For unknown reasons I beat the sun up and found a beautiful four point buck in my front yard. I stood at my window for fifteen minutes waiting for enough light to catch an iPhone shot of him. Wish I…
The empty eggshells we found today make me sad. Kids All grown up. Parents still here, thank God, but the seasons seem to be speeding up, and I don’t like it. We lost an anchor tenant in the neighborhood last week. My friend who lived…
Early morning in the Grand Tetons. Very quiet. Slightly smokey. Little quakes here and there. From here, on to Yellowstone. For the next week I have the uneasy feeling of being a lobster on top of a gigantic pot about to boil.
Somebody in the neighborhood is cooking bacon. Or is it pancakes? Or maybe a dead chipmunk? Whatever it is, it is very interesting and tempting, but not worth getting up for. I love to watch the girls. They are endlessly entertaining. What I imagine they…
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