Free short story for you today and tomorrow, in celebration of Halloween. I started to write this as blog posts, but I was afraid you all might think I was going insane. It’s a short horror story. I have it for sale, but honestly, don’t pay for it! It might not be that good. I’m… Read more »
I’ve posted and deleted this so many times. I don’t know if I should admit this, but maybe there’s some explanation I’m not thinking of, maybe I’m not going crazy or maybe I shouldn’t share this I don’t know I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. Why. I can’t see myself in… Read more »
A bit of a dramatic title! B found a crack in the yard yesterday, out in the pasture, and it goes on forever. It’s the one spot in the pasture that hasn’t flooded, even though it’s a low spot, and it’s flooding everywhere here, lately. A little dry crack in the ground. It’s like a… Read more »
“Oh gee, How doth the busy bee Improve the shining hours By making honey sweet and good From all the pretty flowers. Oh my, How doth this lazy I, Improve (?) the shining hours By drawing things And painting things With my nimrodic powers.” Poem by Wanda Gág I, too, revel in my nimrodic… Read more »
I got a new CD from a fairly unknown artist, and I feel like I should share the joy with everyone I can. His name is Wheatbread Johnson and the album is called “Boogie Fool.” It’s a really solid blues album with some songs to make you laugh, some songs to make you cry, and… Read more »
Stay with it until the end.
In this shepherding demonstration, I utilize voice command to teach lambs how to walk through a gate by telling them to “Go through the doors,” or “use the gate, Lambicans,” in a highly exasperated tone. When their performance is not satisfactory, I let them know by saying, “Seriously? You don’t see that?” because everyone knows… Read more »
We have had so many lambs! Nine lambs, now, alive and well, though some of their mothers seem unfit and insane. This is Corvette. Corvette always jumps the fence, and I had decided to never breed her, because as cute as it is to see a sheep gracefully hop a fence, like a dream sheep… Read more »
That little unexpected lamb died, after he caught a chill. Zanimal and I spent about eight hours trying to warm him up the next day, but he died, anyway. We were all very sad about it. If only the weather weren’t so cold, but what can you do? We weren’t expecting a lamb at all…. Read more »
