We stood still – eyes locked, playing the game of who will blink first. The bear and I. I was closing up the chicken coops the other night when I looked up and there she was – Mrs. Bear in all her growly big self. I can tell you, I blinked first. I wanted to …
A light drizzle is surrounding me as I wander through the gardens cutting flowers to put in the farmstand. It is sunrise, only the sun isn’t shining. The humidity seems high and the gnats are horrible and the mosquitoes are biting. I’m hot and my body heat is steaming up my glasses so that I …
I heard the cry from Daisy and quickly ran outside to see what was happening. There I found great big foxy-loxy with a grip on my dear sweet Daisy.
A few years ago, our friend Donna, passed away after a battle with cancer.
We’ve all been there. In that place where you had feelings for someone and they didn’t reciprocate. Sigh, it’s just part of life.
You can feel it. The earth is ready to shake off her winter blanket. There are quiet stirrings and subtle shuffling of the layers. The robins are singing sweetly at sunup. The scent in the air is different too.
It’s raining again, which is better than snow, but still is it ever going to stop? Mr. Cottage said it feels muted today. That grey cast has wrapped around our little house and it feels like no matter how many lights we turn on, we can’t overpower the gloom. It’s a good day for snuggling …
Oh my, it’s almost over, February, that is. It’s the calm before the storm.
I was contemplating eating a second pudding cup. Mr. Cottage said he wouldn’t judge me if I did.
