It was the Fifth of July. How did I know? Because my Facebook feed filled up with posters of lost…
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New Lamb
Most every morning, the dogs and I take a walk through the farmland behind the house. There are perils- you…
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HOT FLASH SEASON
We are the sisterhood of the Hot Flash. In 1979, when we all drove around in our mama’s Ford…
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guineas don’t remember
The ticks are bad this year. I’ve already picked two off the dogs and one off of me. I hear…
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Princess Pixie saves the day
Ah, the colors of spring. The newly budding hardwoods shine brightly against the shaggy-headed pines. Their colors are smudged, like…
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