The temperatures have warmed. The wind howls, creating a recipe for an icy landscape. With each gust, shutters pull from the house, the tin loosens on the barn's rafters. I wonder just how long it will be before they are torn from their structures. The constant berating; weakening the structure unless careful attention is taken. These needs have been set aside as flooding, death and cancer cry for the immediate. The effects of neglect apparent. Integrity of structure compromised. Sometimes the end doesn't seem in sight. It ... View Post
This Is War
They know I am on to them. As bold as brass they run across the floor. With no care that I am there. Now, with traps set in strategic places they refuse to venture forth. We can not co exist. I draw the line. They are small and furry. They leave messes everywhere. They are almost like my children in some ways. But my children are allowed to stay. They are not. I am sure they would argue they have been here longer. It bears no weight. Even if some think they are cute and Walt has personified the image. I wait to hear a snap. I check to see if there ... View Post
