Birds ‘n Bears

The birds have been frequenting our back deck, promenading back and forth along the railings and peering at me from the handles of the grill nearest the patio doors. They’ve been hanging out around the spent stalks of the hostas in front, parading up and down, stopping with each ascent to gaze in through the... Continue Reading →

Still Learning

I just broke out the yoga mat for the first time in… ahem… let’s just say a long time and leave it at that. No use getting caught up in trivialities. Why, you ask, would I resurrect such a torture device from the dusty corners of the bedroom? Because a few days ago I decided... Continue Reading →

Now that THAT’S done…

I love Christmastime. I do. But there are certain aspects of this glorious wintertime holiday that I pay for every year. #1: Shopping. I don't shop. I loathe shopping. I have seven children and one grandson, and someone has to shop for them. Argue with me all you want about the merits or horrors of gift-giving... Continue Reading →

Once Again…

It's fall in Wisconsin. And once again the seasons take me by the hand and calm my soul. It happens every year. Summer comes, and I am filled with hope at the coming adventures. We saturate the months with more than the suspension can comfortably hold. There is down time, but it is barely enough... Continue Reading →

Sunshine, even on a dreary day…

There are sunflowers out my window. Not because I am a sunflower farmer, but simply because I planted hostas beneath my birdfeeder. You see, the resident chickens really like to scratch there under that feeder in the spring, for no matter how many birds we have, even of the ground-feeding junco variety, the intended beneficiaries... Continue Reading →

We have to move

We've officially changed our status from farm to wildlife preserve. Hostile wildlife preserve, but the distinction is lost on the wildlife. Last Wednesday I posted about the chipmunk that destroyed Scott's pride. I am happy, for Scott's sake, to report that our little chippy must have sensed the collective rise in the blood pressure of... Continue Reading →

A confession…

I think I killed a mole this morning. This might not seem that strange. Or maybe it does. Some explanation, possibly... About four years ago, my brother moved in next door. The thirteen-lined gophers that previously inhabited his land staged a revolt. His acres of lawn were pocked with earthen mounds, and the gophers themselves... Continue Reading →

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