What do you think? Is it time for me to get a boat? Nah. The rain will end, so I’ll just keep whining — er, I mean, writing about it. That’s my “driveway” right outside my gate. Considering it’s been puddly in that spot for weeks now, there’s gotta be… Continue reading
Today is Groundhog Day. Um… I’ve never understood the logic of the groundhog/winter forecast thing. If the groundhog sees its shadow there will be six more weeks of winter but if it doesn’t, spring comes early. You’d think it would be the other way around. We are fully overcast here… Continue reading
Yes, it’s that time already. The winding-down time. Equinox, the elusive point on the calendar when we tip over into autumn. When nights grows longer than days. When it’s time to harvest what has been so carefully grown, and then to can, freeze, dry, and otherwise store foodstuff and supplies… Continue reading
I don’t like truck adventures. This is not to say I don’t like adventures that trucks are used in. I just don’t like adventures about trucks. Last blog post I wrote about floods. Today I’m blogging about what happens after floods. Namely, mud. Um. And complications. TUESDAY: About mud Mud… Continue reading
As Robert Plant sang so poignantly in Led Zeppelin’s The Rain Song, “This is the mystery of the quotient. Upon us all a little rain must fall.” (album: Houses of the Holy, 1973) He was full of it, of course. He should have been singing, “When it rains, it pours.”… Continue reading