First love

Okay Readers, as it is Valentine’s day, I thought it might be appropriate for me to share a little love story… This isn’t the love story you might be expecting… yes, I am happily married to a man I’m obsessed with… but before Thomas, there was someone else. Someone many of you have likely fallen in love with, and someone …

Good Grief

Grief is a hard thing. No matter how you slice it, it’s just stupid and hard. A very sad thing happened to my family yesterday. Our four month old Golden Retriever puppy was hit by a car in front of our house. My three sweet children and my husband and I all sobbed in our front yard as Tracker took …

A light in the darkness

On August 1, 2018, a 27 year old woman named Sam Sayers went on a hike at Vesper Peak in the Cascade Mountains in Northern Washington… She did not return. I’ve been waiting to write this blog because I wanted it to end on a happy note. I wanted to type the last period knowing the story was over- or …

Dangerous ground

Okay, Readers… it’s time we take a few steps onto some dangerous ground together. If you’re a regular reader of my blog, you know that I’ve been on a hiatus this past month. We’ve been on a pretty intense travel schedule between my work and my husband’s rescue efforts (a story for another blog), and honestly I wasn’t sure exactly …

The latest

We’ve been busy down here on the farm recently. Busy with all kinds of different thing, ┬ábut busy in the best ways. I actually hate the word ‘busy’ because people use it as a life avoidance technique, as an excuse, and as a badge of honor, and I use it in none of these ways. When I say busy, I …

Sunday Funday

Do you ever just sit in the dark in your living room and have a glass of wine, listening to the washer and dryer, and watch the Apple TV screen saver? No? Well, truth be told, I don’t NORMALLY do that, but tonight that’s exactly where I found myself. And it was somewhere around the great wall of China on …

Tat talk

Some of you may know, and maybe some of you will be surprised to know, but I have four tattoos. I see them all the time on people, and I like to ask what the story is behind each one… sometimes there is a good one, more often there is an embarrassing one that starts with, “Well, I was 18 …