The sun comes up every day. Rivers run. Seasons change. Each breath is a gift not to be squandered.
Ride on.
Tag: Pickerington
Givin’ it up
We exchanged the ease of certainty for the discomfort of The Unknown...
Saturday, off
Three days on The Mountain while the well was drilled took a lot out of us...
‘It sure ain’t Macy’s’
She's losing the last convenient place to buy her favorite worms...
Bouncing around
I'll keep flashing back and sharing. It's what I do...
(pictured)
We're herding cats -- little stuff, all over the damned place, needs to be done or gathered or put to rest. Naturally, it can't all be accomplished at once...
It’s self-evident
When 56 brave Patriots signed the Declaration of Independence 246 years ago today...
One helluva birthday
Have you ever had the kind of day that nothing could screw up? It was like that...
We’re small-town people
If you followed along while we were on the road, you know that we avoided big cities and sought out small towns...
Out of service
I've always liked mowing. I'd better enjoy it while I can -- we'll have no yard to mow on The Mountain...