The End of an Era
Seven months ago our red car finally died. It needed a new starter. But we had just put about $900 into it to get it to pass emissions. The poor car wasn’t even worth that...
Read The Rest of the StorySeven months ago our red car finally died. It needed a new starter. But we had just put about $900 into it to get it to pass emissions. The poor car wasn’t even worth that...
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I know this picture is horribly flat and has banding, but I did that in my post processing so you could see the quail in the shadow of Wyatt’s hand. Look at the size of...
Read The Rest of the StoryI was in the middle of getting the babies ready for bed last night when my sweet, but senile, neighbor came over to visit. Bedtime is a delicate balance of routine and patience, and visitors...
Read The Rest of the StoryI was in the middle of getting the babies ready for bed last night when my sweet, but senile, neighbor came over to visit. Bedtime is a delicate balance of routine and patience, and visitors...
Read The Rest of the StoryI was in the middle of getting the babies ready for bed last night when my sweet, but senile, neighbor came over to visit. Bedtime is a delicate balance of routine and patience, and visitors...
Read The Rest of the StoryThe babies are sleeping, and dinner is baking . . . I have a quick moment!! I thought I’d write a synopsis of the past ten days . . . the first ten days of...
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