Our Big Barn Sale: Was it Boffo or Bust?
Jill and I aren’t exactly hoarders but we are avid collectors. We love flea markets, auctions, garage sales and, if...
Jill and I aren’t exactly hoarders but we are avid collectors. We love flea markets, auctions, garage sales and, if...
I've just lost the final revision of my novel-in-progress. Irretrievable. I picture it spinning away into the digital void like...
Ready for what? you may ask. We've made the barn party-ready, with a stage, dance floor, an array of lights,...
Jill and I adopted two, gorgeous basset hounds last weekend. They’re a “bonded pair,” two dogs who have grown close...
Jill and I got a lot done last year, including a couple of major improvements to the farmhouse. Mostly we've...
Last week, Jill and I installed a wood-burning stove in our farm house. The stove is old--circa 1987--but not antique....
This morning we had to put down Sadie, our American bulldog. An aggressive cancer felled her quickly. She was ten. She...
Yesterday, a wasp stung me on the cheek. I was painting under the eaves of an outbuilding and didn’t see...
For 2 ½ years, the deer--in the hundred acres that surrounds our farm--left us alone. We don’t know why. The...
Last year my brother Mike looked at the huge hedge in front of our farmhouse and said, “Why don’t you...