Beebe looked at me balefully from her doghouse and I couldn’t help the rueful chuckle that escaped me. I’ve been feeling antsy, too, this past week, though I have plenty to keep me busy. Seed-sowing, cleaning spaces inside the farmhouse that might not see another cleaning till next winter, preparing for lambing─and writing─fill my days. The change of pa…
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