Another Easter

We went yesterday and looked at some land we might buy that’s a couple of miles from our current home. We took the whole family this time…our daughter, home from college…our two boys and the new baby, Sparrow. It was … Continue reading

going somewhere

Driving home from Asheville last night, Sparrow crying in the back of the minivan towards the end of the trip, rain coming down hard, I could not help but think of all the wet miles I’ve driven in my life. I’m … Continue reading

fixed

One of my co-workers bought a “new” used Jeep a short while back, and when she got to the Post Office on Wednesday, coolant was pouring out of the bottom of the radiator. Luckily, they were able to tow it … Continue reading

down in the back

Ouch. Ow. Oweeeeeeeeeeeee. OK…that’s probably more whining than anybody can stand. I hurt/tweeked my back yesterday getting a big “express mail” box from Mexico out of the back of the Cherokee. I’d picked up a huge box that needed to … Continue reading

not my house

Good grief….there’s some crazy stuff out there in the world. Here’s a video of a group of houses that are inside the Great Smokies that were abandoned. Reading the comments on YouTube, it looks like the houses were in use … Continue reading

nothing ventured

  So if I could get away with it, I’d probably scale things back until I owned nothing and lived in a van down by the river. There wouldn’t be a whole lot to be responsible for in that case. … Continue reading

first, you build a treehouse

There was an article in a magazine called The Atlantic a couple of issues ago called “The Overprotected Child” that was about how we don’t seem to give kids the freedom to go out in the world and just play…even … Continue reading

the leap

I used to climb the ladder on the high dive when we visited the pool…and after I’d gotten to the top and looked at the drop in front of me, I’d occasionally turn around and climb back down. That’s quite … Continue reading

let the rough side drag

Jesse Winchester died of complications from bladder cancer at his home in Charlottesville yesterday. I loved Jesse Winchester’s music…so mellow and spare… so considered. I wrote about him once before on this blog…. What a life he must have lived… … Continue reading

waiting for the kettle to…

When you wake up really early…when you’re already getting up early…the rooster doesn’t know when to crow. I beat him to the punch this morning. I couldn’t sleep. It’s freaking early…quiet…peaceful. I went downstairs to make some coffee and found … Continue reading