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Rude Railway Men and Roasted Chickens in the Heat
In the blog world there are no days. Time has lost meaning as I write. People read my words and navigate their way around my site while I sleep. When the flag counter says yesterday the date is today. I file as people are rising from their beds and I rest in yesterdays night planning…
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Nothing much happening out here in the Boonies Today
Damn. Thought it might have rained. Nothing much happening out here in the Boonies today. That is how we like it. Thank you for dropping in. I am getting more and more readers every day and I love that you are all popping in each day. My intention is to write daily for…
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Ignore Everything and Make Bread
White Cat in the tree house, yesterday evening. I am ignoring Mary’s Cat who is sleeping in one of the Silent Ones caps looking incredibly cute. And I am not listening to Mama who is crying because I am trying to wean her lambs AGAIN. I am trying not to think about the fact that…
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Salsa in Spite of the Hungry Chicken
“ Anger is a brief madness” Horace The chickens have been banished to the hen house for the duration (they have a great big run and it is cool in there) because it was discovered that they have discovered the Tomato Garden. Some naughty chooks have been feasting on big fat tomatoes. Very…
