The End…. Is near… Very Near

My heart aches with the thought of closing that door behind me for the last time

Winter is hard… on everything

...attempts to divert this new stream into the existing stream failed...

Mean January, Cold January

Not having a function shower forces one to take a bird bath while sitting in a cold bathtub.

Why are there Piles?

The side yard pile. I don't know how it happens. Well, actually I should say I know how it happens but I just ignore the cause and bitch about the result. Piles are, in essence, the result of "I'll get to it later". Don't fall prey to this trap, get to it now or it...

Nature Doesn’t Care

Amid all the madness surrounding the current global "crisis", I had the opportunity to experience something simply wonderful. Despite the idea that we are to all lock ourselves in our homes and not venture anywhere, I loaded up my Jeep and my utility trailer with lumber, supplies, tools, my Microsoft Surface Pro 3, my Luna...

Cameo: Old Man Winter

I know it's been a few months. Forgive me. Life gets in the way sometimes as do finances. Ordinarily, February usually has me hip deep in the white stuff that will stick around until May. The last couple of years have been rather sedate on the weather front in this respect and while most aren't...

The Fire-Pit Social

If you own land, are out in the middle of nowhere or just like to be outside at night in your yard staring up at the night sky, you must have a fire pit. Here is where you release all of that which clogs your brain, your soul, your spirit and your day. This is...

The State of Flux

Change, I am told, is good and on the Blue Mouse Ranch, change is constant. As the title implies, the state of the ranch is a constant state of flux. It is with great hope and belief that this flux is good and aims to bring about more comfort to our little haven. And comfort,...

Fuzzy Kids

In all the years we've been at the ranch, our two daughters have never been there. One of our three grand daughters has been once, both of my brothers once each, my mother-in-law once, my mother has been several times. Now although the people in our lives haven't made the trek that often, it has...

The Getting There

I don't know what it is about me, but I go through vehicles like a can of Coke. Not that I destroy them or abuse them badly or crash them into oblivion. I always take care of my vehicles. But I use them. "Use" is the operative word here. I use my vehicles as they...