It's also hard to be a farm cat.
Don't worry, this isn't one of my current farm cats. I found this while cleaning up the north shelter belt. This is bleached and clean, so I bet this poor cat was dead long before I moved in.
It's also hard to be a wanna-be designer on a budget.
Here's a preview of one of my current projects. It won't be completed until this spring, so you'll just have to wait and see what I'm up to until then.
A bit much?
Yes, I believe so.
It's also hard to be a turkey.
Especially a male turkey, driven by testosterone, and have every hen in the 'hood completely ignores you--i.e., Tom can't get no props.
It's also hard to be an 120+ year old farm house.
If you look closely, though--things have gotten a lot less harder.
Brand-spank'n-new trim under the roof and GUTTERING!! I don't think this house has ever had guttering before.
Speaking of before, here's how it looked a few months ago:
Slowly, but surely, this old house is coming together. It and I both.....
Spending most our lives living in a Farmgirl's paradise,