Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my toys to break.
So none of the other kids can use 'em.
-- Shel Silverstein
I went over to Wilderstead today to pay my excavator for straightening my creek and for completing the ring road around my cabin. This involved…
I’ve been researching old tunes to match the lyrics of “The Wife of Usher’s Well,” an old British ballad about a woman whose three sons who were lost…