With Thanksgiving a very recent memory, I would like to reflect on what I am thankful for. I realize, as I troll social media and the internet, not everyone approves of hunting. Or raising your own food. And, I find it rather funny, that I was not a hunter until I met my husband in my…
As you may have gathered from my last post, I’m an AUNTIE! Auntie Rachel. I’ve never been an Auntie before. Although, I am happy to report I have several lovely Aunties as examples. So I know what is required of Aunties from day one. Pictures. Lots and lots of pictures. Snacks. Treats. Homemade rolls. Sleepover’s. …
Remember that Pitcher Plant bog a few days ago? Well, it wasn’t the only thing we saw during our weekend trip! While my large self cannot fit into my bathing suit at the moment, it didn’t stop me from enjoying the sun, sand, and company. Addie could hardly contain herself and as soon as we hit the…
Road Trip! There is nothing quite as good as a road trip. Unless, it’s a road trip to see family and friends. That makes it even better! I was able to visit recently, a Pitcher Plant Bog. These are very unique. It takes a very special ecosystem to support these carnivorous plants. Addie and I…
Normally Texas is hot and dry and not at all friendly towards mushrooms in the summertime. However, the month of August was unusually wet this year and the mushrooms rejoiced. As I walked down the driveway I could literally smell them. Their earthly, moist, pungent scent filled my nostrils long before I spied the first…
September the 11th has a special, painful place in the hearts of Americans. On this particular day I reflect not only on the tragic day in New York, but also on my sister’s birthday. Her birthday came long before terrorists marred not just the day, but the face of American and World history. So I…
About a week or so ago, I told you about an old house I came across while walking. It was open, so naturally I had to go inside! Here are the pictures, as promised. I often wonder about houses such as these. Who lived in them, who built them. Why they are left to rot…
Earlier today I was browsing through the pictures of my daughter’s 8th birthday party. And I came across this gem. Child, not only did I tote you around inside me for 9 months, struggle to lose the weight you imparted on me, pay people to watch, entertain and educate you. I drove and drug you…
Today is Wednesday. It is 7:00 a.m. and I’m on my third cup of coffee. I can hear the loggers down the road, the depressing sound of saws and falling trees gets more distant each day as they work their way deeper into the forest. In contrast, there is a small herd of deer in…
Addie’s obsession with Fairy Houses bleeds over into most aspects of our lives in one way or another. This particular day, a bird’s nest, moss, eucalyptus leaves, saw-tooth oak leaves and my potted tree were called upon to help continue the effort. I mean, seriously, why leave a perfectly good pot filled with just DIRT.…
