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“There is just no living with Kimberly since she embarked on what she refers to as her “European Tour.” She is avoiding the others most of the time and when with them tends to turn her back and look the … Continue reading →

I’m Billy, and I just had to break the news to the others that She has finally gone over to the dark side. It has come to my attention, from a source I trust, and who shall remain anonymous, that … Continue reading →

I am Beatrix, the oldest and wisest of our little group and, truth be known, most likely the wisest of any group you care to assemble. Under my guidance (I’m even named after Queen Beatrix) we’ve persevered through what has … Continue reading →

Letty wishes all our dear and gentle readers a Merry Christmas and a happy and prosperous New Year! Letty has declared herself the spokesheep for our flock of Shetland sheep.  And although on her better days she will admit that … Continue reading →

Well it is getting late in the season so perhaps this guy was prospecting the garden for a little something to bulk him up for the flight south to warmer climes. He hangs out along the stream every summer but … Continue reading →

The new barn doors are partly built; now, how to get them hung? They’re quite heavy, not to mention cumbersome to the point of being dangerous. The obvious solution was to call our neighbor, carpenter and haying man and ask … Continue reading →

Wow! A sure enough sign of Spring . . . the first brave little crocus to venture above ground at the River Farm. Colorful and defiant, it gives us hope that the worst winter in many years is really winding … Continue reading →

This is what a long and bitter winter will do to you. You start out blathering about natural colors and the textures and hues of the rural autumn. Then the early flurries speak of purity and the cleanliness of the … Continue reading →

Cold, snowy, windy, bleak! No thaw to break it up. Little sun. Plows roaring in the night. Throw down a bale of hay, schlep it along to the sheep pen, stuff hay in the feeder, haul some firewood, that’s it, … Continue reading →

We talked it over and decided not to have lunch on the terrace today because it’s just too bright out there. It’s hard on the eyes.