Our memories  that go back to childhood and have continued throughout our lives so many of them that some have slipped into that space that holds our roots, waters the essences of who we are but no longer conjure…

My friend Annie makes weed salad. She gathers the weeds in a field. Weeds. She eats them. And tells me, "..they are good for you, high in vitamins." Weeds that I walk on without giving them a thought. Bitter weeds.…

Chelsea and Co.  rented a RV for a mini holiday. Their buck list is to travel like this for a few months… so they thought they would give their bucket list goal a test run on a mini holiday for…

The sun was out two days in a row! Chelsea sent me these photos of Babou.   oh how I could gobble him up no sugar added!   Gabriel loves boats. Now there is a debate. There is a boat…