There is something about rain tapping on our steel roof that makes me want to curl up with a cozy blanket and a good book, and this summer, with more than our fair share of grey days, I’ve had plenty of time to read and think. Lately, I’ve been thinking about the stories waiting to be found in the books tucked inside those creative Little Free Libraries scattered across the countryside. If you’ve never stopped at a Little Free Library, September seems like the perfect month

- I've learned that having 8 wet paws to dry every time you come in from a walk is a little bit like trying to put shoes on a jack rabbit...