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Stacey Neumiller
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I am a fine artist living on beautiful Whidbey Island in the great Pacific Northwest.
I am a fine artist living on beautiful Whidbey Island in the great Pacific Northwest.

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How not to wash a dog
"Mom, how can I earn some money?" my son Spencer, then 13, asked one Saturday morning. When you're a parent and your child comes to you with that question, you immediately think "chores." At least I do. It was a cold and rainy day in early spring. Even thou...
How not to wash a dog
How not to wash a dog
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Of Forks and Trees
"We had another tree come down in the backyard," said my husband, Paul, when I arrived home one Thursday evening. "Did it hit anything?" Not an unusual question since three weeks earlier a sixty foot Hemlock came down during a windstorm and took out a secti...
Of Forks and Trees
Of Forks and Trees
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Christmas Soap
If you're a parent, chances are good that you have received a handmade gift from your child at Christmas. In my family, us kids routinely gave my parents such "special" presents. These were always made in an elementary school art class and usually consisted...
Christmas Soap
Christmas Soap
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Chicken Halloween Tidbits
When I need to think, I often find that getting away from the computer and going for a walk with our dog Tucker produces some surprisingly good ideas. At least I think they're good ideas. Such was the case, with the subject of this blog. Tucker and I were m...
Chicken Halloween Tidbits
Chicken Halloween Tidbits
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My Travels with Toby
Toby with our Winnebago in the mid 1970's When our dog Sam passed away there was definitely a hole left in our family as I was growing up. We begged our parents for another dog, but they were not easily swayed, especially my Dad. Our family was already larg...
My Travels with Toby
My Travels with Toby
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Its only a mouse.
There it was again, a soft scratching noise. I stopped working on my painting and holding my brush in mid-air, listened hard. Silence, then "Scratch, scratch." I laid down my brush and arose from my chair to investigate. The noise was coming from the laundr...
Its only a mouse.
Its only a mouse.
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Just put it back in the nest
The tiny bird landed on the rim of the flower pot hanging under an eave outside of our kitchen window. In her beak, she clutched a small bundle of twigs and grass. Watching her from the window, I called to Paul "She's at it again." He joined me at the windo...
Just put it back in the nest
Just put it back in the nest
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A Cavalcade of Chickens
The rain was beginning to turn into snow as my dog, Tucker, and I were finishing up our walk through the neighborhood. "Not such a great day to go see the Chicken Parade in Edison," I thought as I glanced up at the heavy, grey sky. Still how could I pass up...
A Cavalcade of Chickens
A Cavalcade of Chickens
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The Lucky Toss
The Lucky Toss
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This Place is Lousy with Eagles
The first time I heard a saying which began with "This place is lousy with..." was a number of years ago when Paul and I were visiting Boston. We were in the oldest bar in America and we asked the barkeep about the history. He replied "This place is lousy w...
This Place is Lousy with Eagles
This Place is Lousy with Eagles
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