
Some of our friends have gone camping this weekend, so Mr. S and I are taking turns feeding their animals. It's really peaceful out in the country, with friendly horses, a lazy dog, and pecking chickens.
Being a faux-farmhand totally reminded me of Laura Ingalls. I've always been a big fan of Little House on The Prairie. I read the books, watched the TV show, and even got to go to their house in the Ozarks. It was quite the obsession. And I think it's because it was a simpler, happy time.
But now back to reality...or else Nellie will get ya. She's the queen bitch, after all.





