I bet you’re wondering if I ever finished that fence. Guessing whether I gave up and threw all my tools into the pond with a flurry of curses or if I’m hopelessly trapped in blackberry canes and a roll of barbed wire. Trying to figure out if I got tired of complaining or just finally [...]
Some people say the phrase “Blood, sweat, and tears” originated with Winston Churchill. That may be true because it certainly wasn’t stated by a farmer. Any farmer worth her vegetable patch would have defined her tasks as “Blood, curses, sweat, and tears.” Statesmen may have to be politically correct, but out here in the country, [...]
I love the fence.
I hate the fence.
The fence allows the goats to wander around, pooping outside of the barn where I don’t have to clean up. The fence leads the pony and the sheep to the pond to graze so I don’t have to mow the grass on the tractor-tipping slope of the dam. The [...]