Sally thought it would be neat to try raising some pheasants that we could eventually release on the farm. So when she suggested it, we were game: After all, we’ve raised chickens, ducks, geese, and turkeys – how hard could it be to raise pheasants? Continue reading “Pheasant Folly”
The moment Pee Wee entered my life is burned into my memory like a hot poker.
It was early evening. I was at the kitchen sink washing the dishes. The back door opened and I heard this god awful screeching like some wild thing being tortured, and my blood froze. Continue reading “Pee Wee”
It’s an incredibly beautiful day.
Bright sunshine, clear blue sky, shimmering green everywhere. Continue reading “Mother’s Day”
Lightning bugs are just starting to appear; they wink above the pasture in a hypnotic display to the backdrop of frogs calling to each other across the creek. I hear a pig snuffle in the woods, and once in awhile a breeze carries the faint but unmistakable smell of pig my way, but it is not unpleasant. Continue reading “Evening on the Porch”