Plastic Farm Animals
Earlier this afternoon I found myself hanging over a porch railing with a staple gun, cussing at a holiday garland. It seemed no matter how I positioned the gun it refused to catch the end of the garland and secure it to the post. “Is this really worth it?” I hissed, “I mean, who do […]
I don’t have a business card but if I did it would read Camille Armantrout, Property Manager, Altadore Investments. For nearly a year I’ve had legitimate authority over the fourteen acre campus I have been associated with since our arrival here seven years ago. It’s a place I know intimately and care for as if […]
On Wednesday I step away from my 59th year into my 60th, into my Golden Years. I honestly don’t know how I got this far given my many foibles and follies. Given my penchant for climbing aboard skittish animals and airplanes. Sixty sounds old to me. Oh, it’s just a number, you say in a […]
I love those greeting cards that say, “You’re not getting older, you’re getting better – like fine wine.” And it’s true as far as I can tell. I listen to cassette tapes I made in my twenties and cringe at my tone, asserting myself brashly, my insecurity thinly disguised as self-confidence. Yet, I so appreciate […]
Jason and Haruka are home now but while they were in Dallas for a week, Bob and I took on a few farm chores. Bob minded the flora and I fed the fauna. Each morning he’d head over to the greenhouse and hoop houses and open them up. I went to the house, let their […]