One little family’s endeavor to live in the trees, surrounded by the birds and the bees
Have never known a manicure or file. They are bitten rather than clipped. They have been painted less times than there are fingers to paint. In many places they are more scar than skin. The fingers on the right appear to have been badly broken long ago, though they never were. They often spend their... Continue Reading →
… of ducks and women often go awry. This spring, we decided NOT to add anything to the menagerie. Then our ducks went ahead and veto that decision. Of course, it is my fault for letting them sit on the eggs but if you have ever encountered a broody duck you will have some clue as to my passivity... Continue Reading →
For a few days last week, the changing trees made us feel like we were living in a lemon. Most of the maples on our property don't go crimson. Instead they yellow and then rust. It makes the lighting at dawn and sunset pretty epic. This week the yellow has deepened to orange. More and more leaves give up the... Continue Reading →
This little piggy went to the market. This little piggy stayed home. This little piggy rigged a jail break and got everyone out. But in the end they all still "we, we, we, we"-ed all the way home. Must be some sort of nursery rhyme instinct kicking in. RIght to the front door in fact. These... Continue Reading →
