Hubs and I started it. We trotted over to the barn last Saturday morning and began pushing all the heavy…
daughts
I Feel I’ve Been Here Before…
Last year I had three weeks to plan Daughts’ wedding. A small affair, immediate family only, with the promise of…
Dried Flowers…
Daughts loves dried flowers. She eyes the browning thistle along the lane, “Look at that!” she exclaims, stopping. The leggy…
HOV at Your Own Risk…
Traveling Central is always a nightmare. Drivers are in a hurry, frustrated by the snare ups, the congested intersections, roadworks,…
Recalling Names…
Some people’s names are easier for me to remember than others’. Recently I met a student from Finland who’s name…
Small Town Parade…
We’ve been in Weston for two years and were invited to participate in the small town parade attended by a…
Barn Wall and Fence Pickets…
When we first bought Footlights, known back then as simply 3407, we looked into the barn at the blank, white,…
Goats ‘n’ Grapes and the Naming of Kids…
The winery down the road has had two sets of kids born this spring when the bluebonnets were in full…
