I feel like I should be keeping up with the World Cup, I suppose since I was in Europe for the last two, when that’s all anyone can talk about. But I just can’t seem to bring myself to care. I usually can’t stand watching soccer (though the end of the women’s championship in 1999…
The mallards in the Bremers’ chicken coop have brought forth mallardettes. They’re awfully cute. The mama has gone from being a mild-mannered mallard to hissing at any chickens that come near her, even chasing the rooster off.