Guess what Maggie and I learned how to shoot? A .22 rifle! Imagine that. For some reason Jr. had to bring a .22 rifle to the farm! And after a deed was done, he took the chance to teach us … Continue reading
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It’s two in the morning and I’ve got chicken patrol duty. We’ve had two weeks of chicken massacres here at the homestead and we are just not taking it laying down any more. Maggie just finished her shift for a … Continue reading
Don’t this road look rough and rocky Don’t that sea look wide and deep Don’t my baby look the sweetest When she’s in my arms asleep – Flatt and Scruggs…. Oh, I just can’t not … Continue reading
