Wish I could fly
The earth below would be our new museum, filled with pieces of tree, water, and grass art.
Category Archives: Tree Art
Way up in Maine
In July, Todd and I, feeling like prisoners in our own home, decided to venture out to Northern Maine. It would be Jackson’s first vacation with us. He would stay […]
Mr. B Bird’s Domain
We pulled up to the port in Auckland just after a beautiful sunrise. It was our first time in the area and we were excited to get off the ship […]
Beautiful Bruges
The color, the history, the water and the chocolate mix together to make a silky smooth beautiful place called Bruges. Oh and I forgot to throw the Swans in that […]
Stroll by Rosenborg
When our transatlantic cruise ended in Copenhagen, we found ourselves with several hours to kill before our hotel was ready. We hopped on the train and a few minutes later, […]
The Forum in the Eve
Have you ever been in a place in which you felt as though you had stepped into a fairy tale? A place with so much history and power that you […]
23-17
Big moments in life are rare, especially if you are an Ole Miss football fan. I, since birth, have rooted for the Rebels. Forty-one years of mostly difficult Sundays, teased […]
My winding path
My life feels like a winding path, leading to the same place, or maybe not. It’s a walk by a river, always moving, always the same. It’s the bumps and […]
Rocky Road
The road to rocky is filled with stones, tress, and dirt, not chocolate, nuts, and marshmallows.
Spring is rolling on.
We went to a local state park yesterday to soak up some sun before the big storms arrive.
