Granola – The Nature Boy
I want to write. I really do. It makes me feel so grand to craft memories into words, splash in some amazing photos, perhaps a dash of song or poem and to somehow put...
I want to write. I really do. It makes me feel so grand to craft memories into words, splash in some amazing photos, perhaps a dash of song or poem and to somehow put...
“Honey…. Sweetie …. it’s 5:00 o’clock. I have coffee ready.” I hear a low moan and the next sound that came from my sleeping bride was something like, “GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR )*)*^%%*%$$###@!@** ” ending with...
“This here is a green thumb,” he says, slowly ticking off the list on his fingers. “I grow corn, cabbage, green beans, weed, tomatoes…..” Yep! He said weed. We are in Colorado after all. Don’t...
The whisper of yesterday starts saying hello as we snake our way into the Colorado box canyon. The only thing that moves fluidly through this rugged landscape is the river that carved the...
A couple days ago we saw a flyer stapled to a board at the local grocery about the annual Mushroom Foray. Did someone say wild Mushroom? To those that know us, you already...
I’m not sure when this love affair really began. I think it was sung to me when I was a child. Somehow melodies and words quietly crept into my making. It didn’t take...
We're a young at heart couple with a taste for the crazy. We're from the hills of Tennessee, though when we say "from", we just mean that is the place most fondest in our heart and where we have lived the longest. Today we are perpetual travelers. We've been in love for over a quarter of a century and have developed a taste for discovering something new...
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