You know its those first few chilly days of fall if you find yourself splitting two cords of wood with a stuffy nose and pockets full of tissues before autumns first storm rolls in. I spent all morning working my way through biscuit after biscuit of pine with our splitter, while watching the fog slowly …
Today I sat in my small town library and tried to work on my blog in relative silence. Libraries are supposed to be a quiet place to get work done and concentrate, right? Some one needs to tell meth mouth sitting next to me this. …