Puff Daddy. Spring continues to unfold in a somewhat ferocious fashion, here in the Boonies. We went from winter to summer in the space of about one week, back in March, reaching temperatures above 90º. Seriously, in March? That’s just wrong. And then it got cold again. And now, here we are, a teeny outpost …
Lord and Lady Boonie living their Wild Life in the Woods. You know it’s spring here in the Boonies when the turkeys start showing up in your “yard” on a daily basis. (Well, we CALL it a yard. But it’s not really a yard. It’s the woods.) Turkey hunting season doesn’t begin in Tennessee till …
We invited some wonderful friends over for dinner last night. After they arrived, the Big Bison’s hunting buddy asked him if he would show him the fateful spot where my husband was splitting wood the afternoon he had his heart attack. Deacon D. Dawg walked out to the wood pile with them, and, as is …
I bet you thought I was going to talk about me, again. Well, while I am still on my sardine eating/fishy burp producing binge/experiment to improve my hair’s condition and thus give myself incredibly glorious hair, we are not going to talk about my own personal foxy locksies. Which would have a different spelling than …
You know, really, the better title for this post might be “What Was I THINKIN”???” Actually, I know what I was thinking. I was thinking that they were all so CUTE!!! All 11 of those little yellow Labrador puppies!!! Just lined up, standing up, with their front paws resting on top of the chicken wire …
The players: Deacon D. Dawg: happiest in the creek My dear husband, the Big Bison: happiest in the studio, but equally happy going hunting A notoriously vicious beaver A snapping turtle The Scene: This story plays out best told in the oral tradition, complete with accents and hand motions. However, lacking the desire to …