The Farm is Failing

Mr. FixIt and I have been back from Colorado for a week now. We talked over the weekend and decided… Read More

A Vivid Imagination

I was probably about ten years old when I got my first (and only) childhood bike for Christmas. I remember… Read More

I’ve been hinting at an adventure coming up for me this fall and now I can tell you a little… Read More

I hate wearing shoes. I know it’s so stereotypically West Virginian, but I do not wear shoes unless I absolutely… Read More

Back when I was a wanna-be hippy mama in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s, I was an urban farmer.… Read More

How many vacations have you ridden along with me…vicariously? If you’ve been around very long, you’ll know I don’t do… Read More

We made it back to West Virginia, safe and sound..thank you, God! But, we absolutely couldn’t go home without seeing… Read More

I don’t think I have ever seen as much corn as I have in the last two days. All of… Read More

Yesterday was a challenge. First, I was still so wound up from the wedding and the super long drive home,… Read More

When I first moved to Colorado, Denver was a cow town compared to what it is today. In 1975, the… Read More