Friday Firesmith – Armadillo in the Fog

The dogs chased an armadillo this morning, well, the three who aren’t ancient and infirm did. About five-thirty, predawn, thick fog hanging in the air, Wrex Wyatt, the only true hunter in the pack, cornered the possum-on-the-half shell under Mom’s patio steps. Budlore Amadeus and Jessica Elizabeth soon joined the chase. Wrex got the armadillo … Read more

Friday Firesmith – Fixer Upper Firesmith

Someone told me once I got the house painted, the project would morph into something else, and they were right. But first, let’s revisit the painting project, which my neighbor, a wise man who seemed to know better than to visit in the middle of everything, waited until the finished product until he stopped by.  … Read more