Blog posts by Peter DeHaan, many of which are in his book Woodpecker Wars.
Last weekend we decided to watch a DVD. The only problem was that we were in the middle of a power outage. Undaunted, we gathered around a laptop and popped in the DVD. It would not play; something about a missing plug-in. Although frustrating, we moved to a second laptop. The DVD played fine — until the battery […]
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Yesterday we had local school elections. There were three people running for school board and a millage renewal. It was about as simple as a ballot could be. I did my homework and was ready to vote. At the polling precinct, I filled out the paperwork, showed my ID, and was handled the paper ballot. In […]
The Petals Have Fallen
During the warmer part of the year, I run a dehumidifier in my basement to remove dampness and maintain it as a comfortable environment. Being that it is now that time of the year, I went to turn it on last week—and couldn’t find it! After scouring all the possible storage areas and double-checking that […]
We’ve had a beautiful week here in southwest Michigan, with record highs in the low 80s for the past two days. As a consequence, I’ve been hit hard with a case of spring fever. The last remaining pile of snow has melted—it was a huge pile, which only succumbed a couple of days ago—and spring […]
April Fool’s Day
…Sort Of Most of the people that I talk to here in SW Michigan are anxious for winter to be over and for spring to arrive. While there is still snow on the ground, it is mostly relegated to shaded areas and snow banks, courtesy of the snowplows. Yesterday, with the temperature topping out at […]
I mentioned that I had the flu a couple of weeks ago. Be assured that I will spare you the gory details, but I do want to share what I learned (or was reminded of) as a result: Aside from dealing with my illness and sleeping, the only other thing I could do was watch TV. […]
Last fall, I posted a picture of the burning bush in my yard. Of course, it looks different now; the leaves have all fallen off and bare twigs are exposed to the elements—and to the rabbits. It seems that my burning bush has become a favorite hangout for the rabbits in my neighborhood. It’s not […]