Tag Archives: Mud

Circle’s End – Homeward Bound

Not sure what it is about middle-of-the-night epiphanies. It would seem so much more convenient to have insights during the day, while I’m already mulling over a million things. Not in the wee hours, when I’d just as soon be sleeping like the rest of the normal world. But there you have it. Apparently it was time for a review of… (more…)

Dance of the Mudless

I put on my dancin’ shoes this morning… well, actually my sneakers…    There is no rain.    The sun is out.    The ground has sufficiently soaked up the water.    There is no mud!     I’m back down to 5’3″ instead of the artificial 5’6″ from the build up of mud on the bottom of my boots.  The chickens’ eggs are cleaner, the dogs… (more…)