Tomacomas, Murder Winters, and Other Spring Traditions
We’ve never owned an actual rain gauge. Instead, we use the wheelbarrow. It only needs to be emptied once a day for “accuracy,” and it doubles as a bird bath and drinking
Stacey Dekker
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Snow Angels, Roosters, and Other Winter Lessons
One of the things I love about living in Tennessee is getting all four seasons. Sometimes we get all four in the same week just for shits and giggles.
At the end of
Confused Bears, Butt Nuggets, and Sweating Like a Politician Under Oath
The weather has been downright delightful lately—cold nights that warm up into sunny days in the high 60s. I’m feeling much better, but I think nature might be a little confused.
Naked Mole Rats, Embracing the Suck and the Things That Break Your Heart
I love to write.
I also love to convince myself that I suck at it.
Because of that, it takes a ridiculous amount of effort for me to actually sit down and do
Quail, Chaos, and Questionable Life Choices
And just like that… November is almost gone.
When I got back from Arizona it was cooler, but not as cool as I expected. Honestly, the weather has been downright delightful. It doesn’