Posts

In which the sn*w is gone from Haiku Farm (for now), but we find some more

In which we see more of the stuff we've already seen too much of here

In which shelties are not good at being "wild" (some survival stories)

In which the sn*wglobe returns and I have many strange comments to share

In which I start the day with some words which I will not repeat in this space

In which the rain (temporarily) subsides, and we play ketchup games

In which the rain-rain-rain comes down-down-down in epic, wet, quantities