Life is crazy busy. During lock-down, I promised myself I’d never let it get this rushy again, yet here I am; doing everything at the trot.
No time to sit at the computer and polish up a blog for y’all so I’m fumbling this out on my phone because I just have to share it.
Out today, on the divine Miss Geraldine Goat’s grave.
Here on the Homestead, Spring is on the way.