Category: My Country Life

  • In my laundry room, there's a huge old rug stretched across the concrete floor, and the room has been puppy-proofed to the best of my ability. Maybe not Belle-proofed (I think that's pretty much impossible!) but at least dangerous, tempting items like window cleaner have been moved to higher shelves.  It would be such a…

  • Tom made chili tonight. He used my recipe, but of course, it tasted better than when I make it.  He's so irritating that way. But I forgive him, because it was really, really good – the kind that makes your nose run and beads of sweat pop up on your brow (a picture of my…

  •   Do you remember the photo above from way back in the fall, before my camera smacked the concrete and all I had for weeks was my zoom lens with which to capture images of Long Hollow?  Well, last weekend, if you remember, my fabulous "I-can-fix-anything" husband fixed said broken lens, the one that allowed…

  • "…Ooh, that smell! The smell of death surrounds you…" ~ Lynyrd Skynyrd It punched me in the nose this morning, just as I stepped out the door and Belle jumped on me. I knew that smell. I've lived in the country for a few years now, with country dogs.  Country dogs like dead things. Did…

  • We're coming off of a quiet, lie-low weekend. Tom and I both felt the need to stick close to home. I don't know about you, but as much as I enjoy getting out with my friends, dancing, eating, shopping… there are times when I just want to burrow into my cave, hide the entrance, and…

  • "For Sale", the new sign says, and oh my gosh, why haven't I finished my book and become a millionaire yet so I could buy this property? It's posted in front of 'the park', one of our favorite walk destinations, and, yes, I did snap a photo of the sign for some strange reason, but no,…

  • I remember when MTV first aired. (That's how old I am.) I would just watch and watch and watch, one music video after another, mesmerized. Even when I was forced to leave the room for some reason – to eat or sleep or take a potty break, for instance- I would keep it on just…

  • When Belle first peered through the French doors at me this morning, eager for our walk, the Hollow was still dark and blanketed in fog. It was beautiful but eerie … the new sunlight created a world of gray. Silhouettes of trees were specters lining the back ridge. The fog had begun to lift by…

  • On a recent walk through the Hollow, Tom spotted four ducks paddling around on our neighbor's pond in the distance, just minding their own business. I wondered if it was the Mallard couple who used to visit every year, stopping by with their all-grown-up babies. Probably not. Maybe. It didn't matter – I just knew…

  • First, gather together friends you never get to see anymore, despite the fact that your kids are now mostly grown, if not out of the nest altogether, and we should have tons more time on our hands. Go figure.     Add enough food for ten times the number of people in your house, as…