Lest We Forget
Lest we forget how entertaining hens are, we are reminded of it every time we visit my mom’s backyard flock.
Lest we forget how entertaining hens are, we are reminded of it every time we visit my mom’s backyard flock.
Stoney’s nineteen today (and counting!). He celebrated with a day of grazing (which no horse ever has a complaint about),
Though the year is reaching the halfway point, it seems like my list of goals I’d love to accomplish is
We had a wild and crazy evening hanging up the newly arrived praying mantis pods. Hatch babies, hatch!
Raven’s not sure what to make of baths. They’re warm and you get a good scratching, but you’re wet. I
Jack had Friday off so we wasted no time. We hung around home for the first part of the day,
This is what our view from the kitchen and deck looks like. This was the first morning that I allowed
The latest tactic Raven employs to avoid direct eye contact with the horses–hiding behind hay bales.
While doing some painting outside, the girls overturned some rocks and found a millipede. At first, they were hesitant until
I drug (literally, had to drag) Raven over to see the horses today. If we’re going to live as one
You have my permission to chew. Raven has been an exceptionally good dog. Still a puppy, she’s only chewed one
Amazingly, the little minnows Jack bought last summer have survived the winter (despite being dangerously low on water a few
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