When my grandpa Averill bought property on Wolf Lake in the Irish Hills of Michigan in the early 40s, he picked the choice lot for himself, and then parceled out smaller lots along the lake edge in a little barony he named “Averill’s Basswood Terrace”. (My grandpa liked to see…
Bat? Gargoyle? Dobby?
Last weekend we braved the snow to attend a cat show at the rec center. I don’t know what was more interesting: the homeschool lesson…
A couple days ago I woke before dawn and heard a strange sound.. kind of like a cross between a squeak and a bark. I…
We walked in the park today after an ice storm. Everything was perfectly glazed with a coating of ice. This bud caught my eye… it…