Tales from FAR Manor

Pop, our orange cat, disappeared a few weeks ago. Missing and presumed… you know the drill. :-( KT, the shy and retiring cat, has been sligh...

Somehow, we as a family have been fortunate when it comes to deer encounters. This one marks the third occasion that a deer and one of our c...

I called him Buncha (as in Buncha Bull). Mason called him Bully. The young woman that helps the wife out with farm stuff called him Carl ( C...

When you live in a free-range insane asylum, you never know who (or what) is gonna show up next, looking for a little living space… I gues...

There’s an open field between FAR Manor and the in-laws place, with a utility line crossing the road and the field. A hawk has been perching...

I’ve mentioned Rosie, also known as Doofus, Roomba, and GET OUTTA THE KITCHEN!, on Twitter but I don’t think I’ve done it here. Making n...

The Boy closed on a house on September 15th. Over the weekend, we took a truckload (plus half a vanload) of stuff down to him. He and his br...

Pulling a few things together into one post… One corner of the back yard, directly behind the downstairs bathroom(s), is one of those sp...

See how they're in the farthest corner away from the crucifix? Fortunately, not in the numbers they once were though. My mother in...

This “winter” has been one long November on Planet Georgia. The mini-winters that make up the season have been few and far between so far. I...

Everyone else is doing a New Year’s post, so I’ll do something different. Thursday night, Daughter Dearest and I were coming home from run...

Mrs. Fetched brought them home over the weekend, a total but not unwelcome surprise as far as I was concerned. Daughter Dearest calls them P...

Buster T. Butthead punched his ticket — the one-way trip to the Great Porch in the Sky, where the slow truck made of meat rolls by every hou...

Happy, hungry, and (mostly) looking for new digs: The following are temporary names, I just tag 'em with something until we come up with...

Actually, Dad thinks the geese are rather foul, because that’s what they’ll do to the grass if he doesn’t chase them off. ;-) Seagulls: Lake...

The Cosmic Rule of Everything Governing Vacations Away From FAR Manor is: there’s going to be a crisis. Mrs. Fetched’s mom was kind enough t...

After repairing the shelf in Daughter Dearest’s closet, I got started on supper. I had put myself on the hook to make rolls and pasta salad,...

I had a peek at the nest, evening before last, and found a new occupant. The picture sucks, but that was the best angle I could get & I ...

Well, at least this one just lives in the garage. I’m not sure how she(?) deals with the garage opening and closing all the time, unless the...