I wish I could buy pork from Sugar Creek Farms in Osage, Iowa.
Sadly, I haven't found a worry-free way to get all the meat back to Alaska. Maybe someday I'll find a way to do so. Until then, I'll keep reading of the adventures and aspirations of Sugar Creek Farm and day-dreaming that our trip to Iowa this summer will permit an opportunity to swing by and see this farm that I love reading about. In addition, I'll consider myself "tagged" for a meme posted on their blog, and - in reply - post one picture of the view from my front door, and one picture of the view from my back window. (The meme actually requires that one post a picture from one's back door, rather than window. But I'm hoping that you all will let me overlook the fact that there is no back door to the hovel on stilts.)
Here is the view of our front "yard" from our arctic entry:
And here is the view from our back window:
And, as a completely gratuitous gift, here is the view from down the street:
an unrelated postcript: Friends, I'm having camera issues. Whenever I'm inside, the flash on my Nikon D-80 insists on going off so brightly that the pictures come out as bright blasts of light. And when I'm outside, the pictures all come out over-exposed like this. Even the auto-focus has become a nightmare and simply refuses to to let me take a picture. Sometimes it taunts me too, weaving in and out of focus, again and again, before I realize that no matter what it does, it's not going to let me snap the picture. I fear that I broke my camera when I dropped it [twice....sigh] at the Portland airport, but I'm still open to any advice from any kind someone who knows a way to fix this Nikon D-80 by simply pushing a button or changing a program or something else like that.
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Aw, you're so sweet! Your views make me feel just a little less cranky about this awful spring we're having (they're talking snow for Sunday.)
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