One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
Thursday, May 31st
Who said the year could fly by so quickly? I can't believe it's the end of May. And technically, as I'm writing this Friday morning,...
Thank you, Tropical Storm Beryl!
After three solid days (and at least six inches) of rain, we went back to Chopstix earlier this week to see if there was any...
