There's not much to say today, really.
Still scorching
Category: Dogs
Eighty before eight
"I’m stuck. Can you please come down here?”
Not as I do
I urged you a couple of months ago to handle certain business by Wednesday, July 15th...
Welcomed
Waves of heavy rain trained over The Mountain last night...
A trip to the top & a couple of ‘brainworms’
That train of thought has been banging around in my head for weeks now...
Bugs & omens
I'd say we planted in just the right spot.
After all that
And I know exactly why we were so lucky...
Yeah, we’re crushin’ it
There's no way I would've believed that someday I'd wake up every morning feeling like I'd fallen out of a tree.
Remember, it only takes a second to drill a pilot hole.
I knew better. There was no reason to hurry.
Our adventure, three years in
You ain't seen nothin' yet.