There are intelligent reasons for Feigning Sleep. It’s early, noises downstairs. I pull the covers up tight, pretend I’m asleep. Yesterday I promise to send dessert to today’s skating party. That was before last night’s discovery there’s nary a stick of butter in the house. Ever tried to make dessert without butter? I flip through every…
On Burying the Cow
So we’re getting socked with more snow in New England today. As in 10-16 inches expected at my house. Those of us in forced hibernation might particularly enjoy this funny anecdote from last week’s blizzard, Juno 2015. Resourceful New England women, battling the elements… Please welcome the author, my sister Susan. On Burying the Cow…
