First coffee.  Gray out there, and breezy.  No dew this morning, I recall the old-timers telling me that meant rain later on.  We could use it.  Helped my wife water…View post

Dew still on the grass before breakfast as 9-year-old and I fed ducks, meat chicks, laying hens, layer chicks, and a couple of most irritating roosters.  Made some new portable…View post

Page 107, line four: …for my one of my sisters… My, my. Thank you to Paula, longsufferingtime friend in Nebraska.  Many times I have raided her refrigerator.

Right now I’m listening to Hollywood Pocketknife by Eric Taylor.  If you like lyrics as literature, Taylor is your guy.  Scuffletown is how I discovered him.  You can listen here.…View post

Never off the road really.  Heading down to Madison, Wisconsin, in a couple of days (I love the old ‘Madison is 13 square miles surrounded by reality’ joke we northern…View post