Windy blustery spring rides down country roads pumping adrenaline through tired legs while burning lungs suck in oxygen the breath of life is a highway I want to ride it on a bicycle built for me.

It’s funny what you find and what you forget you had when you start opening boxes and organizing. Today I hauled a bunch of boxes out of the storage room to my office. We left the Horizon Center almost a year ago now and I still haven’t gone through all my office stuff that has…

Yesterday, Joey found a crayfish crawling down the side of the road. There was not a swamp or crick or pond to be found nearby, so it begs the question, how in the world did this mini-lobster find his way to the side of a county road on the first of April? Perhaps a frustrated…

Spring is here at long last. We did some raking on the grounds yesterday, since it was 65 degrees, and found all the irises, tulips and daffodils pushing their way up through the earth. Spring always seems to bring change. I don’t know why that is. Maybe it’s because life has begun again, dormant trees…