Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? That raccoon cat is still hanging around. He hasn’t dug up Momma’s potatoes since Momma and #4 Sister scattered Jalapeno seeds around them, but he still goes back and forth from under the porch to the balcony…
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…
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Something old and something new. MA
