...to accept the tomatoes I thrust upon him earlier this week when he came by on his daily round of dropping off bills cards and letters. In fact, he not only refused our largess, he actually smirked at me and laughed a bright little laugh as he sang out, "Nooo-oooo-oooo!" before barreling back up the road, weaving to and fro. Should I be offended?
Long-time urbanites relocate to a 270 year old farm in rural New England. Domestic chaos ensues, resulting in "...a year's worth of hilarious observations and amusing anecdotes." - Kirkus Review
