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Wednesday, May 12, 2021 9:15 AM
The new clean green of spring is all around, and on days like today, with the creek water running fresh and clear and the blue sky overhead so bright, I know that it is time to get to cleaning.
  • Wednesday, May 12, 2021 9:15 AM
    The new clean green of spring is all around, and on days like today, with the creek water running fresh and clear and the blue sky overhead so bright, I know that it is time to get to cleaning.
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  • Wednesday, May 5, 2021 12:00 PM
    There is something almost mystical about old dogs. They hold your gaze with quiet eyes, as if to say they understand every little thing that there is to know.
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  • Wednesday, April 28, 2021 10:00 AM
    So much of what we do is by happenstance. We learned to live off-grid, with wind and solar energy, because there were no utility lines running down the creek road.
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  • Thursday, April 22, 2021 11:59 AM
    There is an endless array of outside farm chores, all queued up, patiently waiting for my attention. It is that time of year when sitting with my feet up, warmed by the woodstove, has become a wistful dream. I could, and quite likely should, head down to the pasture and brush the little horses.
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  • Thursday, April 15, 2021 9:06 AM
    It seemed that all I did was blink, and in an instant, the creek valley was turning to green. The spring rains, and even a flurry of snow, had thankfully come to an end, at least for the time being, and yes, our world was beginning to set aside the muted tones of winter and dress in the many shades of new spring green.
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  • Thursday, April 8, 2021 6:53 AM
    Later that evening, we ran into some neighbors who asked how things were going down at the creek. Greg told them happily that I had cleaned up his shop and bragged that I had done a wonderful job. The only problem, he informed them, was that he now had no idea where to find any of his tools.
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  • Thursday, March 18, 2021 7:16 AM
    Every spring I have looked for her. I know her by the large scar on her nose, and every spring I worry that perhaps the swollen creek has finally carried her away. For the past several years, she has been as sure a sign of the new season as the daffodils I’ve planted by the side of the road.
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  • Thursday, March 11, 2021 7:23 AM
    I carried my favorite hammer to gently tap the spiles into the holes Greg drilled. I also carried a bag filled with assorted plastic jugs that I had been collecting for the past several weeks. We would hang these jugs on the spiles to gather the flowing maple sap. The spiles clinked together in my pocket as we made our way through the woods.
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  • Thursday, March 4, 2021 11:07 AM
    Without any doubt, Greg and I are creatures of habit. We start our day, every day, at the dining table with a bowl of cereal and cup of coffee. Only once the breakfast dishes are done, do we head outside to do the animal chores, feeding and watering the pigeons, chickens, goats and horses.
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  • Thursday, February 25, 2021 7:01 AM
    When I first stepped outside into the gray morning, I did not go far. I paused. I felt as though I might lose my balance if I was not careful.
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