“Yep. That there is your propane tank,” Bruce the Propane Guy states matter of factly, pointing to what looks like a very small, abandoned, submarine – dry-docked and hidden behind some wild rhododendrons. “Huh.” i say, not quite convinced. “i somehow thought it would be….bigger.” And maybe not so covered in rust. And maybe like […]
Read More →i hold my breath with excitement as Jim, the Lawnmower Man, slowly and carefully backs the long trailer down the endless gravel driveway and into the wet, grassy yard. My new riding lawnmower is here!! It’s finally here!! The stork has arrived!!!! Slowly…slowly…i strain to see as the trailer inches toward us. Oh, holy Blades […]
Read More →Log cabin living is something i grew up with. But not actually, like, LIVING in one. Or, knowing anyone who lived in one. Or knowing anyone who knew anyone who lived in one. But tv was my religion, and i raptly watched episodes of Grizzly Adams and Little House on the Prairie with an intensity […]
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