“Not fair,” says Holly. I’m concentrating on loading the dishwasher the right-and only-way and look over at her. Holly’s watching out the storm door into the backyard. “Probably not,” I say. “But I’ll bite. What’s not fair?” “Jager gets to eat… Read More ›
Harvest and Holly pause in their play session to get into the bunny spirit of the season. A closer inspection of the image above will confirm that, yes indeed, that is mud on Holly’s legs. But it’s springtime mud, of… Read More ›
Tell me the truth here. Is there a fish coming out of my neck? Close your eyes. No wait, before you do that, let me offer a challenge of imagery. Take a deep breath. No, not like that. A deep… Read More ›
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