Because we had the Winter from Hell this year, as soon as it got warm enough this spring, I began to open one of the windows in my home office to let in some cool breezes and to smell the pleasant outside air. One day, Riley noticed that the window was open and that if […]
As a city girl transplanted into the country, I’ve had a lot that I’ve needed to learn to get used to. But there’s one thing that is driving me absolutely batty. And it’s not the bats that fly overhead at night (way overhead, thank goodness).
Ahhhh…spring is officially here. The birds are singing, plants are blooming, and some days have actually been warm. So why do we insist on celebrating the arrival of such a momentous, beautiful season by cleaning? That’s just so wrong.
My husband and I, we used to like squirrels. A lot. Having grown up in the city, I was thrilled when, at our old house, we would see the occasional squirrel either jumping on or running across our fence or running up our neighbor’s tree.