Unfortunately, I couldn't entirely get out of the kitchen, but I sure did my best to stay out of it as much as I could. Friday Shor...

Eating snow peas picked from the garden . . . Playing in the woodchuck wading pool (a.k.a., the utility sled) . . . And ...

Man, yesterday was a challenge. After the last-minute rush of getting A. and Cubby on the road by 9 a.m., the MiL and I took the remaining ...

The Great Western Move of 2018 continues. When you move, you really want to get all your stuff in the back of the truck, drive to your ne...

Friday Short version: Grilled Italian sausage and onions, grilled bread, green peas Long version: I had already done the serious scrubb...

Laundry on the clothesline . . . Deer bones on the front porch . . . Mulberries on the tree (and Charlie's face) . . . Squirre...

The house is mostly packed up. I even brought most of the stuff out to the barn already, so we can just back the moving truck up to the bar...