By Robert and Shana Parkeharrison.

It wasn't until I reached my front door that I realized I had forgotten my keys at home and was locked out. So with the 30 minutes I had until my mother got home to let me in, I looked around the front yard. Found many snails, slugs and anthills... Realized that our jack o'lanterns (Yes, we haven't composted them yet...) are housing mosquitoe colonies (or tribes, whatever) I don't even see why they are even alive right now, it has been so cold these nights! Somehow the little buggers are still thriving... Unlike the plants. They are all dead or wilting, covered by a a great big layer of maple leaves in red and orange. It's pretty and humbling.


  1. hahhah
    That's one form of exercise I have not yet tried out.
    You're clearly obsesed with mr. andrew bird!

  2. can you not blame me?
    he is tall, dark, handsome and has that retro chicago accent! and it amazingly talented! can sing, whistle, play the violin, guitar and is a wizard at looping tracks and sounds.
    and he lives on a farm and admitted to crying when he forgot to close the door on his hen house and the dogs got in and killed them all, so he is sensitive too!

  3. That sounds like the life for me. Living on a farm with a handsome guy with multiple talents.

    Anythings better than 'Him' at this point.