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Mushrooms, Paleoman caves, and 18th century mill sites.
Below: an image of a vacant, but decently maintained, log house I drove by while last in the field. It is not owned by the state, but is surrounded by 14,000 acres of state park and is in a pretty remote area near the Pennsylvania border. The log style, the scalloped fascia and barge boards, and especially the two front doors makes this house, in ( Read more... ) -
The road ... paved with zombies.
Hit the road headed southward on I95 with the "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies" audio-book ... and I must say it was a fantastic listen! Brains, ninjas, and high tea...how can you possibly go wrong? I can't wait to crack open "Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Slayer" on the next leg of my journey ( Read more... ) -
New babies and nipples.
I babysat for two new boys last night-- Aiden (3) and Dylan (5). I brought Spiderman and X-Man stickers and we had a good old time making sticker-stories with crayons and paper. Aiden was coloring Wolverine with a purple crayon (which is the color of X-man blood, apparently) when he turned to me with a worried expression on his face.
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Friday evening peaces.
Eli is asleep in the next room. I love his whisper breath and long eyelashes. I love his chapped cheeks and his sticky fingers ( Read more... ) -
Hello Novemeber.
I'm sitting on a bar stool in the kitchen drinking whiskey and canning applesauce. I made it (the sauce, not the whiskey) from the apples Banjo Boy and I picked on our trip. Out of the fifty pounds or so that we hauled home, I dried a hell of a lot... but just got around to dealing with the rest. Actually... I think I still have half a box of ( Read more... ) -
Magical Place.
Last week Banjo Boy and I went to Southwest Virginia. We pilgrimage there every year when the leaves begin to change. Sometimes we camp. Sometimes we stay in rustic cabins built by the CCC. The closest town consists of a few buildings clustered around a single intersection. There's a general store, a hardware store, a lawyer's office, and a ( Read more... ) -
Thrilling cost analysis?
I'm in the middle of doing cost analysis on my Maybe-Decision to sell my car. It has proven to be a tricky equation. How is that taking steps to simplify your life can actually be rather complicated?!
First, the bad news: My car is not made of solid gold. Or oil. Or any other substance out there immune to depreciation. Like 99.9% of cars out there, ( Read more... ) -
moments.
I ran during my lunch hour. Felt great. Felt the frustration of the job and life and all of everything leave my body. Made sure to relax, to breathe. Each pounding foot fall felt better, better, better. Tickled when sweat dripped onto my shoulders. Showered, slipped back into my work clothes. Pinned on my badge and when back up to the 8th floor. ( Read more... )
