How many of you remember the song by Billy Edd Wheeler, The Little Shack Out Back? One of my favorite verses is: It won't too long ago that I went tripping through the snow, out to that house behind my old hound dog. Where I would sit me down to rest like a snowbird on his nest and read that Sears and Roebuck catalog. I would hum a happy tune peeping through the quarter moon on the door as my Daddy's kin had done before.
Enjoy,
D.A.