In #1 Daughter’s front yard. She thinks the tiny bird that hatched its eggs from it is a vireo. A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Someone leaves the nest. MA
Month: August 2020
Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? Chickie already told you about The Sad Thing, so I won’t talk about Poppa going to the hospital and coming home and going away forebber. I’m going to talk about other comings and goings. Like, the super-nice…
It’s a baby egg. The neighbors got chickens that lay teeny wee eggs and gave me some. I had tomatoes from the farmers market, so I made a marriage in heaven. Ever had fried ripe tomatoes? I slice mine thick and fry them at a…
