Besides being an excellent source of sisters, grits, and bizarre botanicals, it turns out that North Carolina is a great place to spend November. I flew out of Cherry Capital Airport just as the Dreadful Dismals arrived in northern Michigan, and landed at Charlotte-Mecklenburg in time for a bonus autumn. I had no idea that camellias […]
We're at the part now where the pig who died in yesterday's post (see Putting meat by) becomes sides of pork. Meat that you might see in the butcher's case.
I was on my way to Chris and Sonny's yesterday when I saw a truck at the side of the road with a buck lashed to the back. This is a common sight on the second day of firearm deer season, but it's something I don't think I've ever shown you before.
I do not usually cover this particular aspect of Township life, but it all fell into place as we were out and about on our rounds today, and I thought you'd like to see it.
Making giant draft protectors, autumn roundup, and cooking even when you don't feel like it-plus a Great Big Thank You to Jessie
I have spent most of the last two days up to my eyebrows in online history journals and monographs on odd subjects and the Duo announced that it was time to get out of the house. They are always right about this.
November 30, 2010
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