A journal of life on a third- and potentially fourth-generation family farm, from the perspective of the 'potential fourth' generation. (abridged, of course, for time and interest's sake)
A farm chick with a writing problem. Or, a city chick with a farming problem. Or, a writer chick with a city problem. I hate to love them all, but I do.
So there's this log kinda lounging in our new pond. Well, as it turns out, we've discovered that it is, indeed, a Lounging Log! Or, perhaps this is where the turtle kids go for recess, and I just happened to catch them at a game of Red Rover ...
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