The Chesapeake’s Retrieval

The Chesapeake’s Retrieval

by | Nov 3, 2015 | Animals, Farm Life, Memories

The unseasonably warm day begged me to open windows and banish the winter staleness from our old farmhouse. The March breeze still had a bite so the whole family bundled up to enjoy the weather. Looking forward to nestling against crisp fresh-smelling cotton, I washed...
The Robin’s Gamble

The Robin’s Gamble

by | Sep 16, 2015 | Animals, Wildlife

Each summer the front deck of our old farmhouse engages in a territorial battle with an ancient lilac bush. In early spring new saplings sprout up through the floor boards from deep roots and new branches invade through the railing from the side. If I don’t hack away...
A Moth Moment

A Moth Moment

by | Aug 20, 2015 | Animals, Farm Life, Memories

I scrambled out of bed, my heart pounding. I’d hit the snooze button too many times and now I would be late! I wanted to feed the chickens before my shower so I threw on a pair of old pants and a T-shirt, trotted down the old farmhouse stairs, stepped into my barn...
Dad’s Shadow

Dad’s Shadow

by | Aug 10, 2015 | Animals, Farm Life, Memories

I peeked through the doorway of the small red feed room then climbed into the dimly lit space, my nose full of the rich wholesome fragrance of milled corn, wheat, oats and barley. I sidled up to the figure stooped in the low-ceiled room, “What you doin’ Dad?”...
Brave Little Friend

Brave Little Friend

by | Jul 25, 2015 | Animals, Farm Life, Memories

Goodbye my faithful friend, my constant shadow. I’ll never again smooth the fine hair around your eyes and ears, or rub your belly between your front legs the way you love. Never again be exasperated by your leaping frenzied greeting when I come home at the end...
The Rhubarb Incident

The Rhubarb Incident

by | Jun 12, 2015 | Animals, Horsing Around, Memories

Mom stood looking out the big east kitchen window of our red brick farm house, “Susan! Look out the window, Cheryl’s outside with Blackie. Leading him in the rain!” I dropped my library book, uncurled my legs and jumped up in one quick movement, pressing my face...

Pin It on Pinterest