Growing Our Life in Northern Michigan
Tuesday morning after EJ had left for work, after I had eaten breakfast, and after I had showered and my wet hair had dried, I put on my coat, hat, boots, and mittens and bravely went out to snowblow the driveway. It required courage… Continue Reading “Bubbles in the Winter – And Other Stuff”
I’m sitting in my chair sipping my coffee as I watch the birds at the feeder. I love watching the birds at the feeder in the winter. I don’t put the feeders out in warmer months because they can attract bears so I wait… Continue Reading “Drinking Coffee On A Snowy Morning”
I think winter has finally come to stay. We had 4-6 inches of snow over night. It snowed all day today and I think more snow is on the way. With all the snow, I decided I ought to snowblow the driveway this morning.… Continue Reading “Winter Has Arrived!”
December 1 (Friday) was EJ and my 27th anniversary. We were going to celebrate our anniversary on Saturday and I was going to plan something awesomely fun because there have been many years when we weren’t able to do much to celebrate. A time… Continue Reading “Murdick’s and the Mall”
Today we are grieving Danny. His loss has left a painful hole in our hearts. We are flooded with memories: Every now and then when JJ was younger, he and I used to stop at a store in a nearby town called Soldan’s. It primarily… Continue Reading “Dog-Gone Memories”
My Danny died today. I think that both EJ and I knew that he would, which is why EJ kept saying that we might have to say goodbye to him. I think he was trying to prepare both himself and me. I cried all… Continue Reading “Goodbye, Danny”
I have to take Danny to the vet later this afternoon. Late last winter, we had several weeks of alternating warm and cold days so that the snow melted and froze, making our driveway very ice. Danny started limping badly so we think he… Continue Reading “Oh, Danny Boy!”
I hardly slept last night. My stomach is in knots. I feel upset. I’m sorry, but I need to rant a little bit. I often share articles about abuse at Facebook. My primary goal in sharing articles is to help those who are experiencing… Continue Reading “They Do Not Hear”
Yesterday–or maybe Saturday–I was sitting in my chair by the window when I saw Miss Madeline Meadows trotting along the edge of the forest, heading downhill. Suddenly, some birds flew up to the birdfeeders. Their movement caught Madeline’s attention. She turned around and headed… Continue Reading “The Post”
EJ and I enjoy watching movies and TV programs together on Netflix or Amazon Prime. For the last week or so, we have been watching a Netflix series called Stranger Things. I’ve never liked scary horror movies so I wasn’t going to watch it, but I’ve… Continue Reading “Stranger Things”
On Thursday I had planned to wish all my USA readers a HAPPY THANKSGIVING! but I was so busy preparing our meal that I never got around to it. Oops. Sorry. But I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. EJ helped me prepared our… Continue Reading “Thanksgiving and After”
Miss Madeline Meadows has been piling up the kills. Monday she left a shrew on the mat near her food and water bowls. When I went out to feed the garage cats yesterday morning, there was a dead mouse lying there. A short time… Continue Reading “Pre-Thanksgiving Prep”
EJ arrived home safely from his hunting trip. I’m glad he gets to enjoy hunting with his friend, but I’m always glad when he gets home. The house feels empty without him. Today was an extremely busy day. I got up at the usual… Continue Reading “Miss Meadows”
I had to laugh yesterday when several hours after EJ had left to go hunting on the other side of the state, I looked out of the window and saw four deer standing on the hill on our own five acres. I sent him… Continue Reading “Enchanting Critters”
This is the second morning that I’ve gotten up before 5 a.m. Yesterday morning Kee-Kee woke me by pawing at my head. This sounds weird, but I am very sensitive to light at night and if someone turns on a light anywhere in the… Continue Reading “Dramas in the Enchanted Forest”