Not just for the birds
A week later, the withdrawal symptoms have begun. Peat's evening hotlaps have intensified. Angus seems more lost than his age and illness can explain, insisting on some daily me-time around dusk to see if any game birds have interloped on our plot. Leslie made the video. I'm having more meltdowns than usual, at least in …
Our school offers an enrichment program for grades 6 through 12, which consists of two-week blocks of varied "courses" allowing teachers to do things with kids that the "normal" curriculum doesn't typically allow. Since we began this program a couple years ago, students have been able to learn how to create striking landscape paintings, make …
We anticipate a lot things. The big yellow school bus recently started up its route again driving back and forth on our gravel road twice a day, spewing a cloud of dust behind it. We knew that would happen, just as we knew Bob would be returning to the classroom to teach literature and poetry …
Peat's right rear pad has been bugging him for a while now, and I thought I'd see if I could get a boot on it so we could look for birds today since hell hasn't frozen over yet. Leslie decided to video the experience (see below). Obviously, the boot was a no-go. I'm not sure …
They said it couldn't be done. They said it was impossible. They said, well, they said lots of things I can't repeat. But the one thing they didn't say was, "She'll never give up because she's as stubborn as an Appalachian mule." So today, Leslie proved them all right and wrong and bagged her first …