Her “Buck-bucks” wanted to go scratch through the pigs’ straw pile, so she helped them out.
What comes out, must go in.
Eventually we should alter the fence lines so the chickens can forage in the pig pen, but right now they would jsut get out into the driveway and make a mess and then the dog would chase them all to death. So, for their own protection, back they go.
Published by Ryan Kraeger
"I only remember the very first part of the book where he described the man of steel and velvet and I remember the deep chord that phrase struck. I remember the image I had of a hand of living steel wearing a velvet glove, a hand that could crush or caress, strike a killing blow or wipe away tears, lift mountains or cradle an infant. The rest of the book was an afterthought."
From an essay about Aubrey Andelin's "Man of Steel and Velvet".
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