Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
Last night I had a dream. I was standing on the deck of an oil tanker, two pills in my hand, trying to muster the will to jump into the cold, gray water below, knowing I would drown if I did. The next thing I knew I was in the water and a rescue team […]
The best part of my day involved a shot of ice cold tequila and a romp on the down comforter with my best friend. Sorry, there will not be any photos of this activity. Another bright spot in my day was the call I made to my nephew Taylor who turned 15 today. Let this […]
Born of a need to elevate myself from the trench of over-concern for my parents, I hereby create a Bliss Blog category. At the end of the day, I pledge to take the time to identify at least one thing that made me smile and those memories that migrate to Plastic Farm Animals will become […]
After weeks of trial and error, I’ve designed a satisfactory three mile walk around the new neighborhood. I made the best use of available sidewalks, while minimizing my exposure to the heavily trafficked main roads, threw in some loops and backtracking and, voila. I had to be creative because the neighborhood wasn’t built on a […]
I pulled the huge (93-gallon) green trash cart to the curb this morning, well aware this would be the last time. Today is the day the Denton Solid Waste Department replaces it with their smallest trash cart. The reduction in service will save us a whopping $33 per year. Also, we’ll be able to join […]