Eighteen is such a crazy age and a senior year just mounts up the craziness. Looking on Facebook and other social media sites, kids are applying to colleges, for scholarships, announcing their plans. I often wonder what it will be like after senior year for this one. He isn't necessarily coasting but he isn't in a rush to figure things out. He is taking...



It was planted before we moved in, a spindly little that that stretched and reached pushing roots outward. Each spring, the pink petals would cascade down covering the yard in a fairey-tale wedding ike carpet. The beauty of the petals would last a day or so on the ground before turning brown, sticking to soes and paws and making their way into the...
I have to admit that when I heard that Stoney Ridge Farms was open to the public for pumpkins and I had the chance to go with a kid I was excited. In years past, we would ride the wagon around, pick out a pumpkin or two, eat the caramel apple pie, and snap photos like crazy. I had expectations of the quaint...