Once upon a time I worked until eleven thirty at night. Than I drove forty minutes home. Than I stepped in cat puke. Than I got in bed. Than I realized I had stepped in cat puke. My alarm was set for four thirty, so I could be back at work by six A.M. and …
You know its those first few chilly days of fall if you find yourself splitting two cords of wood with a stuffy nose and pockets full of tissues before autumns first storm rolls in. I spent all morning working my way through biscuit after biscuit of pine with our splitter, while watching the fog slowly …
It was September 16th and overnight autumn was here with chilly breezes, ripe golden delicious apples on the trees and pine needles covering the back yard pavers. Life in a small mountain resort town at 7,000 feet means when fall shows up at our doorstep, summers hot days are definitely over almost before you can say …
You know you had a fun and eventful weekend when it takes you two days of sitting on the porch watching thunder storms to recharge your batteries enough to even think of going for a run. Luckily for us Hurricane Hillary raging to the west like a bitch out of Arkansas is bringing our mountain …
If it’s a summer day in late August then I hope we are camping at the lake. If it’s that time of August when the wind is picking up and there is a taste of Autumn’s chill on the air then I am probably siting in a camping chair by the lake, fishing pole in hand …