I have tried blogs several times, and they end up being sort of boring. I'm one of those nature romantics who don't even own a TV to know what war is going on.. I love poetry, but mine isn't all that good. And whenever I feel the "need" to write something, I get impatient because I know I should go outside and work, or it's hot in my little office, and the flies are landing on me, or it's too cold ;) Also, how many times can people (or I, for that matter) want to read about a life that only changes slightly with the seasons? But anyway, it's a hot but beautiful day at the ranch, and I will now go outside to weed the veggie garden. And the next day. And the next ;) Now aren't you glad you got to here? OK, breaking news: I put seven most likely UN-fertile eggs in an incubator, and after three weeks one hatched. I have a black baby chick. Splendid. But I knew it :D I do have a bunch of turkeys growing, though.
