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BRAmageddon Part III – Busty and Gusty

The morning started out with a slight breeze.  The flag at the barn danced gracefully in the wind.  The hay in the field gently swayed.  A few leaves tumbled from the oak trees.  Even the cows were blissfully unaware of the bad weather on the horizon. Lately, our local weatherman has consistently missed the mark…

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Harvest moon and farming folklore

I think the old farmers knew a thing or two about the inner workings of Mother Nature.  They were able to predict the weather, the movements of animals and planting and harvesting times, all by simply paying attention to the world around them. The old timer up the road (although full of bullsh*t most of…

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Waiting… for the thaw

“Everywhere in nature we are taught the lessons of patience and waiting. We want things a long time before we get them, and the fact that we want them a long time makes them all the more precious when they come.”

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I know you hear me, but are you LISTENING?

  I have Chronic Lyme Disease (excuse me… Post-treatment Lyme Disease Syndrome).  Whether this “syndrome” is actually caused by a recurrent infection of the Lyme Disease bacteria and its co-infections or by lingering symptoms that are the result of residual damage to tissues and the immune system that occurred during the infection, really doesn’t matter…

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Nobody wants a bee-hind full of nettles 

Over the years, the old-timer-up-the-road has given me a lots of advice… albeit, mostly ridiculous advice, but advice nonetheless. “Never get involved with the mafia,” he whispered to me one day in the barn, peeking over the back of a cow.  “Whaaaaat?” I replied incredulously, as my eyes rolled around a little.  “Hush, girly,” was…

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Shamrock

For ’tis green, green, green, where the ruined towers are gray, And it’s green, green, green, all the happy night and day; Green of leaf and green of sod, green of ivy on the wall, And the blessed Irish shamrock with the fairest green of all. ~Mary Elizabeth Blake

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SNOWmageddon and the last loaf of bread

STELLAAAA! STELLLLLAAAAAAA!! The afternoon before the storm, the local forecast had people whipped into a frenzy. Schools closed, businesses shut down and the governor declared a state of emergency in anticipation of Stella. All this sent hoards of preppers to the grocery store for the customary storm supplies: milk and bread.  I, however, thought that…

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Peacock paranoia

I was making my way down a dusty back road, minding my own business, when I was startled by an Unknown Flying Object that swooped down across the hood of my SUV. I hit the brakes, came to a stop and threw the vehicle in park. “Holy sh*t, was that a dog?” I blurted out…

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What the h*ll, frog?!?

This is a frog… clinging to the glass of the storm door… about eight feet off the ground.  Against the odds, he survived two curious Australian Shepherds, the constant opening and closing of the door and several red-tailed hawks.  He hung around all day and into the night, slowly making his way up higher and…