Though I was born a Valley Girl, I was transplanted to a remote dairy farm in western Oregon when I was almost five years old. So what did a kid do for entertainment back then? I had my own agenda which involved first heading to the lookout point on the hill at the end of... Continue Reading →
My Dying Garden
I have determined that I do not possess a green thumb and think I'm finally ready to acknowledge that the grass truly is greener on the other side, because that's where it's watered more. There's an age-old lesson to be learned from this that applies to life and relationships and perhaps I'll dwell on that... Continue Reading →
Birthday Gifts and Other Randomness
So my friend did a thing. We had this conversation a couple months ago about the flooding that takes place in my back yard, EVERY time it rains, despite my efforts to channel the rainwater. I told her that I was thinking about embracing the large puddles, so she sent me a BUNCH of rubber... Continue Reading →