Tag: cracked corn
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When A Deer Isn’t A Dear
John and I were sitting on our back porch last evening, appreciating the quiet. Enjoying the whispers of dusk. And cracking up over the antics of the deer. Our home backs up to a pond and a green area. Peaceful. Beautiful. Quiet. We’ve enjoyed the wildlife from our porch. The arrogant otters that play in…
Tip of My Iceberg 