Purina Goat Chow? No thank you.
Equine Senior? Ho, hum.
Corn, oats, and barley? Blech.
Alfalfa pellets? Yaaaawwwwn.
Asphalt shingles and moldy tar paper? NOW we're talking!
Missy hasn't been so excited about a meal in ages. Good th…
Book 4
We are well situated
here at Bent Barrow Farm in regard to nature. While our 113 year-old
farmhouse sits on what many would consider a small parcel, we do have
what feels like the world's biggest backyard. Bent Barrow Farm sits
in the …
Book 3
Bent
Barrow Farm “ 'Begin
at the beginning,” the King said gravely, “and go on till you
come to the end: then stop.” This story
begins with this farm, if I can call it that. This farm sits on just
1.25 acres, but it’s all pasture and orc…
A book I was writing, part 2
Here's the second installment of the book I was writing. —Marnie
Roommates, continued My cockatiels lived at
that time in their own outbuilding, a flight cage of about a hundred
square feet, and so Rhody, the aptly named Rhode Island Re…
An excerpt from a book I started to write
Let's file this under "old but good." This is an excerpt from the book that I was writing, and which I ought to get back to. I'll parcel it out to you over the next few days, and you can see if you think it's worth fi…
A beautiful dogs, beautiful bird kind of day
I worked from home today (Labor Day + a cold = a great excuse to stay in) and enjoyed the time with my pets: Clover, who DOES have a tail (it's just wagging too fast to see)
Paisley, who ALWAYS looks this amazed
Kevin, who is THIS wond…
One blog, two voices
Dear friends and readers, I'm planning on deleting www.puddlerun.com , www.commissionedpoetry.com , and www.commissionedpoetry.blogspo t.com . The archives of those blogs are now intermingled with Fenway's posts here at www.BraysOfOurLi…
New role, new schedule
Dear friends,
My excuse? Sunny days, dusty hides, tender grasses, and the pleasure of fine company. It's hard to blog in these lazy days of summer.
FarmWife's excuse? She's been busy settling into a really exciting new positio…
Mama, why are you so boring?
Robin: "Mama, why are you so boring?" Mama: "Because I have a lot of jobs." I'm writing this morning to share the very happy news that I am transitioning into the Communications Manager role at Whidbey Institute, a So…
Well, we made it
Whatever it is that compels you human Americans to celebrate freedom by recreating the terror of war in your own backyards each July 4th evades my understanding. I, Fenway Bartholomule, am an unflappable mule (except when visited upon by …
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