Chicken Run

Chicken Run

This is Mabel. She deliberately runs away from me. She watches me, and runs when she knows I’m not looking. One second she’s there, I turn to yell at the one of the dogs who are always barking, and bam!…

I Hate Goats!

I Hate Goats!

I have a confession to make.  I HATE goats. I don’t just hate goats, I HATE goats. It is my own fault.  I was completely willing to jump onto the goat train with hardly any thought.  I knew a lot…

Going Home

Going Home

Perhaps it’s because I can finally start to feel Fall approaching.  Perhaps it’s because it will soon be time to start fruitcake for Christmas.  Maybe even because it will soon be time to pick apples, harvest pumpkins, and finish up…

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