Tonight I finally met the farm’s resident skunk. Before you all start sending sympathy emails and comments, let me assure you no bodily fluids were exchanged. He went one way and I went the other…quickly. I had also just let all the dogs out and Red was heading towards me with her early evening feeding …
I’m sitting here typing waiting for the obscenely quiet washing machine to finish washing the load of laundry I just put in. If you are in a hurry and were just wondering if I am still alive I will give you the brief synopsis of what has gone down. We all made it fine as …
Every spring, I go a little nuts. I blame it on growing-up on a farm. Spring is when the action is, when things are born and planted. However, here in Florida, spring is a little different from other places. You know, places with real seasons? Planting around here is sort of a schizo affair, with …
Sarah Jane Humke 