I may hold some sort of record for putting off a chore.
Annie has been waiting, her temper one degree below the boiling point, for me to do something about the rusty old screens
The bear has gone and it’s time we were too.
This is the time of year that a two year old bear’s mother kisses her cubs goodbye and sends them off to find their own territory. She...
A tornado came through while we were away.
According to Murray, the tornado began as three small twisters that merged into one big one right before his eyes. Sunday afternoon, July...
Rebel's Isle, a cottage log.
We didn’t have trees in the city, not our own anyway – there were trees on the street lined up in neat rows. Our little house sat on a...
