Spilled Milk and Sticky Fingers
Our vacation souvenir was a mix of cold and flu, the first signs set in… Read more
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Skin in the Game
One day before my first, precious vacation in three years, and Dixie Carter squints up… Read more
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Dry Season
I am in love with my goats – I mean it. It’s no secret that… Read more
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No Guts No Glory
Sunday morning we took a walk in one of many creek beds that slice through… Read more
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Five Feet High and Rising
I’m sorry for the suspense after the last post in which Hugo’s life literally hung… Read more
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Dance by the light of the moon
We did chores late tonight. So late that the goats were full to bursting. I… Read more
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A thousand times yes
Six years ago we clutched an address scribbled on paper and peered through the windshield… Read more