Got Milk?
A PHOTO STORY OF THE FURRY KIND! Photos by Termite WARNING: Prepare to have your heart stolen. “Got milk? I’m all out!”
A PHOTO STORY OF THE FURRY KIND! Photos by Termite WARNING: Prepare to have your heart stolen. “Got milk? I’m all out!”
Termite and I were taking a little joy ride and came upon an interesting but curious sight. Two halves of a house were being jockeyed into position by big trucks. Can you see a big crane in the background? Here’s a much better view of the crane and one half of the house. Let me…
You lookin’ at me? Well, then, take a picture. It’ll last longer! Better like this? Or better like this? Okay, enough posing. I’m outta here.
might look something like this . . . After I open my eyes, put the kettle on to boil for my morning tea, I go out on the porch to feed the cats. Then, I put seed out for the hungry travelers like these red-winged black birds and bronzed cow birds. On my way back…
But somebody’s gotta do it! My first plan for the dirty job was to dig a pond out in the marshy regions of the back of our property and use our own dirt for the sub-foundation. But, as I knew was the case, the ground is way too soft back there for the dump trucks…
If we go about the business of our daily lives and never look beyond the boundaries of the white lines on the road, the edges of the driveway, or the patio awning, there are amazing things we just might miss. Like the first Mimosa blossoms–sweet-smelling pom poms reminiscent of a childhood feeling that school is…