A Country Mile

In Search of… A Gnome Home

It’s a big stretch, I know.  From cattle to gnomes.  But my current work-in-progress has me reading and studying all about our wee friends in pointy hats.  I’m developing a particular fondness  for woodland gnomes.   So, on a recent hiking trip in the Hocking Hills, my daughters, my nieces and I were on the lookout […]

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Hot dog sauce

Last Friday, Maggie and I made a 4-hour drive from the farm to Gallia County, down on the Ohio River.  We were on a research trip for a work-in-progress and our gracious hosts, Chuck and Marjorie, suggested a popular lunch spot in Gallipolis.  Because “they have the best hot dog sauce,” Marjorie told me.  “If you […]

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Frost Quake

Ohio has had a rough winter by today’s standards.  It seems that we just don’t have the kind of winters I remember as a child in the  1970s.   These days the snow comes and goes.  Three or four inches of the fluffy white stuff  falls, stays a few days, then melts away as quickly as […]

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SCBWInspired!

I may be more like the cattle on my farm than I dare to admit.  It’s taken me a couple of weeks to ruminate and digest all that I took in at the 2010 SCBWI Confernce in Los Angeles.  I’m at a disadvantage to my bovine friends, as I possess only one stomach.  And, unfortunately, […]

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Oh, Blarney!

Well, we’ve all heard of the Blarney Stone, I suppose.  But little did I know that it is located at the very top of Blarney Castle in the village called Blarney in County Cork, Ireland.  Lovely, isn’t it? Okay, this is what it looked like this morning.  I guess a building built in 1446 might be in need […]

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More kids on the farm!

No, not this kind of kid. This kind. On the coldest night of the year Baby, one of Maggie’s mamma Boer goats decided to bring her twins into the world. Alas, Sir Okey and Knight Dokey. Not too long after,Maggie’s other mamma goat,  Licorice, decided that delivering multiples sounded like a good idea. She outdid Baby by […]

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He waited a long time for this

My childhood home was a little lopsided.  In fact, it was WAY lopsided in favor of the females. Poor Dad was on his own. My mom and my sisters and I didn’t offer much in the way of fishing fellows (“Eww… I’m not touching that worm!”), baseball buddies (“The Cincinnati Reds’ are on the radio AGAIN?”), or football fanatics […]

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