little-shack-in-the-boondocks

The story of baking my first sourdough bread. (I suppose it's not really a story, more of an explanation of what happened.)  My friend, ...

The rain gauge given to Mom for her 87th  birthday has been getting a work out. Saturday morning, September 19th, I emptied the rain gauge a...

This morning I took a walk, visited a beautiful corner of Mom's yard and called a friend.   While I was chatting with my fri...

So many purple flowers are blooming now.              These are in the ditches.             Can you smell this purpl...

I am not a fan of taking off down a lane beside a fence line in the hopes of observing wild life or scenery. In our past there h...

After a delightful breakfast with Ivan and Karla we packed the jeep and started on our way. Ellis wanted to get a picture of a western meado...

A finished puzzle at Mom's house. We can go to the library, borrow a puzzle, put it together and then take it back. I should...