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I know it hasn't really been that long since I last posted, but it seems like so much has happened. For one thing, it's unnaturallywarm and sunny out, which makes me dread summer for the first time in my life. If MARCH is like this, what does the normally oppressive July-August season hold for us? Summer is my favorite time of year, hands down, despite our Carolina weather, but this summer in late…

This is not the first time I have said this recently, but I haven't said it here. Raccoons scare the bejeezus out of me. I have nightmares about raccoons. I don't like going to the barn or near the trashcans after dark because I know they are just waiting for me. If you are one of the mistaken many who think they are furry, adorable, fish eating little bandits, or who felt sorry for the beasts in Where the Red Fern Grows, listen to…

I spent a good bit of the last two days out in the backyard, prepping for planting. In short sleeves. It was gorgeous. The kind of weather that people who work outdoors know is the harbinger of…

I hate using power tools. I would rather spend six times longer doing something with a hammer and a chisel than whip out a router. I don't mind the endless monotony of a simple screwdriver. Staple guns scare the bejeezus out of me. But I draw the line at handsaws. One of the few handy things I dislike more than power tools in general, is the handsaw. I can't use one efficiently or neatly to save my life. My cuts are ragged and jagged and look much like I'm in training for a role in a slasher…