Archive for November, 2003
Don’t Mind The Bugs
The Beginning of The End
Butchering was an early November affair this year. The chicks of this spring didn’t fatten up quite as fast as I would have liked, but by early November they were ready to go. Or, I should more rightly say, I was ready for them to go. That is one advantage to […]
The Cutting Wind, The Blowing Snow
Winter has arrived. It has come swiftly, suddenly, and with savageness.
October was, over all, a mild month. There was no bitter chill, and even days when the weather was unusually mild. Frost, this fall, came very late. So, as fall gave way toward winter it was mild weather leading into . . . what? Last […]
On The Road
This past weekend I did some traveling. I left home Friday evening and came home Saturday night. I went to bed very late Friday night, and got up early Saturday morning. So, I left for a 2 1/2 hour journey home, after dark, alone, tired, and with the beginnings of a headache. As I got […]
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