(I've never used a phone for that.)
Does anyone really know what time it is?
Tag: Blue Heeler
On belonging
This is where I come from...
It’s settled, then.
I remember how strange it felt the morning I walked out the back door at Second Chance Ranch and saw a 40-foot motorhome in the driveway. I had that same feeling today.
‘Drums keep poundin’ a rhythm to the brain…’
La-de-da-de-de. La-de-da-de-da.
Heeler healed
Watching Miss Smudge dash around today was pure joy...
‘Those sons-of-bitches who said we’d never get back up’
It is, of necessity, a process. Circumstances prevent it from happening all at once.
Wet again
The upper Buffalo and the headwaters of Crooked Creek took a direct hit, and the runoff will benefit us downstream in Marion County...
Tinkerer’s folly
It killed my buzz, that’s for sure.
The General Store
Immediately I was transported to my childhood in rural Ohio...
To put it simply
In all the ways that matter, it's simpler than any life we've ever known...