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Thursday, October 17, 2019 11:01 AM
The low rumble of thunder woke me just before dawn. It was such a surreal sound. I had not heard it in what seemed like months.
  • Thursday, October 17, 2019 11:01 AM
    The low rumble of thunder woke me just before dawn. It was such a surreal sound. I had not heard it in what seemed like months.
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  • Wednesday, October 16, 2019 7:05 AM
    Our creek flows three miles south to the river, and about 250 miles up-river sits the wonderful little town of Sistersville. Yes, it was founded by two sisters in 1815, who inherited the land from their father who had originally settled the area with his wife and 22 children.
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  • Thursday, October 10, 2019 7:40 AM
    As the fair began, I had one dilemma. Should I stand at ringside watching the parade pass by as I happily eat my first ribeye of the week, or should I stand there savoring my first pork tenderloin?
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  • Thursday, September 26, 2019 9:22 AM
    It occurs to me that our newly acquired glassware is obviously quite free of fleas, and even though we did drive south across the river, we were hardly fleeing the creek valley, and lastly, the market, though under a beautiful morning sky, was nowhere near a swamp of any kind. I smile, because without a doubt, we really had returned home to the valley with some wonderful flea market treasures.
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  • Friday, September 20, 2019 7:54 AM
    Fall had just begun to cautiously tiptoe across the creek valley. Occasional yellow leaves fluttered to the ground and the evenings had become decidedly cool. The early mornings were actually so cold that I dug my favorite flannel shirt out of the back of the closet. It was that time of year when I needed to get the last of the honey off of the hives.
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  • Thursday, September 12, 2019 7:24 AM
    It was a wonderful drive south and a beautiful weekend, but it was also ever so wonderful to return home to the creek. As I passed over the culvert at the corner of the pasture, I could see our small herd contentedly grazing on the far side of the field. The little horses were standing right beside the cattle. All four looked up as I passed by.
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  • Thursday, September 5, 2019 9:16 AM
    Wrangler: noun, a person in charge of livestock or a person engaging in a lengthy and complicated quarrel or dispute. Well, it appears to me, much to my amazement, that I really have become a chicken wrangler, in both senses of the word
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  • Wednesday, August 28, 2019 7:16 AM
    The first day of fall is still weeks away, but already the creek valley is signaling its approach. The brilliant greens of spring have long faded into the deep greens of summer, and now the summer greens are letting go and starting to turn to muted yellows.
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  • Friday, August 16, 2019 9:22 AM
    Greg and I still have many adventures and projects planned, but never in a million years could I have ever imagined such a perfect anniversary gift that I would so happily drive in the tractor parade.
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  • Friday, August 9, 2019 7:50 AM
    I do not know why, but of late it seems that I have fallen even more in love with my goats. Perhaps it is because we are letting them enjoy their evening free-range time on a regular basis, and we are always finding ourselves smiling as we watch their exploratory antics.
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