The clowder

     Our day started on a stressful note. The power company decided Saturday morning at 8:30 am was the purr-fect time to clean out the power lines. Who doesn’t like being rolled out of the bed by chain saws? Full throttle sound battles. Dueling chainsaws! Yeah! 125 decibels of gas powered buzzing and whirringContinue reading “The clowder”