I see you, kitty! Though Nova was born an outside cat at my inlaws, it didn’t take long for her
Me Tarzan. You Jane. Back in the horse pasture, a rather unlucky tree is being overtaken by a very persistent
I don’t know why the first thing I do when we move to a new house isn’t to plant fruit
There’s a garden in there. Somewhere. Though we got our garden in on time this year, it hasn’t flourished like
The horses demonstrate interdependence perfectly: “I’ll swish the flies off your face and you swish the flies off mine.“ In
Waiting for the girls to get off the bus. Afternoons are some of my favorite times of the day. Everyone’s
Welcome to the Eliker Water Park! While I was working on my next book manuscript before heading it to the
When one of our swings broke, the girls got into a few squabbles until I showed them that they could
We had a quick trip back to Nebraska (more on that later) and when we were visiting Grandma and Grandpa
Evelyn is now seven. It seems like only yesterday that she decided the timing was right. We’d been trying for
It’s okay, Raven. A few days ago, my morning reverie was the sound of Kate shrieking in a pre-dawn hour
Licorice with a couple of her adorable chicks. It’s spring. And around here, spring means babies. Baby mulberries. Baby raspberries.
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