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Friday, November 17, 2017 3:58 AM
It seems that of late we have heard more of the screeching caw of our neighboring eagles as we go about our creek valley lives, but it is still rare that we actually see them. Mid-summer, we saw one sitting high in a tree on the upper edge of our upper field.
  • Friday, November 17, 2017 3:58 AM
    It seems that of late we have heard more of the screeching caw of our neighboring eagles as we go about our creek valley lives, but it is still rare that we actually see them. Mid-summer, we saw one sitting high in a tree on the upper edge of our upper field.
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  • Friday, November 10, 2017 7:54 AM
    I woke up. It was a chicken morning, and the first thing that I saw was a chicken at my window and about 20 at my door. They were clucking at me impatiently and reminding me that even though we had set our clocks back an hour, the official time did not faze them in the least.
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  • Friday, November 3, 2017 6:09 AM
    And I certainly know, without any doubt, that his dear daughter, now grown and the mother of two of our beautiful grandchildren, was absolutely right. Her father really can do anything, anything that he can dream of, with only one provision. He still cannot cook.
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  • Friday, October 27, 2017 5:32 AM
    Time to remember. Time to learn to make the time, and take the time, to stop by and visit with friends. And just as summer has turned to fall, and the days are warm but the early mornings often hover close to freezing, I wonder when the time will come to light the first fire of the season.
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  • Friday, October 20, 2017 6:21 AM
    I sit under my tent, contentedly watching, selling the occasional wine bottle wind-chime and giving away marbles to any children who happen along. It has so warmed my heart, and I am so pleased to report that I have learned today that children can range in age from being pushed by their parents in strollers to sporting canes and hearing aids.
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  • Friday, October 6, 2017 3:21 AM
    This past weekend was a busy weekend indeed, but curiously we were not doing any farm work at all. Two different groups had asked if they could stop by and see what it is that we do. Of course, we said yes.
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  • Thursday, September 28, 2017 3:07 PM
    But no matter how I called to the Hereford, he was always reluctant to socialize with me, even when I offered him his favorite fattening grain. Not so the Holstein. He would literally dance across the meadow to greet me.
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  • Thursday, September 21, 2017 9:20 AM
    It is that time of year when the creek valley dresses itself with bright yellow, my mother’s favorite color. As the nights turn colder, I smile and hold her a bit closer to my heart, seeing her bright joy in the creek valley all around me.
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  • Friday, September 15, 2017 8:59 AM
    Feeling foolish and a bit blue, I promised to try not to scratch, but Greg really cheered me up when he volunteered to go down to the creek and fetch some jewell weed. We have learned that a poultice of the orange flowers works wonders as a cure for such ailments as the poison oak greenhouse blues.
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  • Thursday, September 7, 2017 10:43 AM
    Our homing pigeons seem so beautifully clean and pure. Even our oldest bird, who we have had for the past seven years, still looks as handsome and pristine as he did the day we brought him home, but for all of the birds’ beauty, they are masters at making a mess.
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