I went to pick up Elias to bring him home for his birthday dinner. The high peaks are already snow capped, as of last night, and I worried it was raining on him. He was probably wondering if we remembered his birthday. I waited only a few minutes and I see him coming on his … Continue reading
Javier called today while I was elbow deep in sauerkraut. I had hoped to spend the rest of the day making apple and pear sauce, and though I could not understand everything he said on the phone, I understood that he was leaving tomorrow. I invited him for dinner, and he understood when I told … Continue reading
I don’t really know why nightmares are named after horses, they should be named after sheep. I do however know exactly why the derogatory term “sheeple” refers to sheep. The past week has been sheep hell, for us and for the poor sheep. Some neighbors informed us that a pack of dogs … Continue reading
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