… a chicken is watching. I know, I know, it’s my own damn fault. In one of those crazy gender typified ways, I’ve found myself cooking more. Back in our yuppie years, our cooking and child rearing was split as we were both working for TheMan™. Brent is the real cook in the family. Though [...]
Archive for June, 2011
Once again Brent and I have been out partied by an uncustomary age bracket. The first time was at the local fête in our last village. Live music, plenty of booze, the night was young. The kids were occupied. We’re surrounded by the seventy and eighty year old crowd. All were cutting a rug to [...]
Minty: “Mom, the clouds are hungry!” Me: “Yeah?” Minty: “Yeah, mom. The clouds are hungry because they’re eating the blue sky.” (Minty holding GrayCute. photo by Otto Curtis)
The vines at last are going bye-bye. It was a long and complicated set of papers, but their time here is up. They were going to be removed a month or so ago, but the drought made it damn near impossible to rip anything out. June has been wet, thankfully, which makes vine ripping and [...]
With hay, you watch the weather oh so closely. You have to run through the field a few times with your tractor processing it in several ways with big ass tools. This occurs over a few days without rain to allow the hay to dry properly. You (Brent actually) cut it, “fluff” it, rake it [...]
