There’s no Life we’d rather live.
amo, amat, amamus
Tag: graceland
It’s settled, then.
I remember how strange it felt the morning I walked out the back door at Second Chance Ranch and saw a 40-foot motorhome in the driveway. I had that same feeling today.
Cabin Eve
It's our last day without a house on The Mountain...
The day’s labor
Waiting 'til tomorrow would be begging for a problem to crop up...
We have a date
If all goes well, five days from now...
‘Drums keep poundin’ a rhythm to the brain…’
La-de-da-de-de. La-de-da-de-da.