It's the peak of summer, and it seems like these days, I don't have time for anything more than existence on the farm. Between bounty and harvest, celebration and education- my brain and time is packed full, leaving just enough space so that any disturbance throws my delicately balanced existence out of wack. So when my inbox started to pile up, and my voice mail box was full, my laundry left undone and my tent uncleaned- I already felt overwhelmed.
Enter the mouse.
Who knew that such a small creature could reek such havoc in such a small amount of time? Some of my favorite shirts, gone the way of summer nest making.
Perfect straw to break the camels back. Mouse straw. Real living outdoors.
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