New York – The Renaissance Festival

Since I was in my teens I always wanted to go to a Renaissance Festival. I had been to the Dicken’s Faire many times but there was something about the Renaissance Faire that… Continue reading

House Project – Plumbing, First Rough

Today we’re doing the plumbing. I can’t wait…we’ve been turning the water off and on every day at the meter because there is a leak in the lines. I’m hoping that gets fixed… Continue reading

New York – Woodstock

While in New York last month we decided to take a trip to the famous site of Woodstock. The museum displays depicted some of the typical hippie culture…Rick standing at Haight and Ashbury.… Continue reading

House Project – Prepping the Floors for the Plumber aka Bull Work!

So, the latest update, of which there are many, on our project…build a house. The first image may remind you that Rick took down a block wall to open up the space but… Continue reading

A Return to Normalcy

It’s been nearly six months since I last updated by house blog, over which time life was anything but normal. I went to California to visit my awesome daughter and amazing grandson! Caught… Continue reading

Unsung Heroes

    Sometimes for national security reasons some of our bravest soldiers never get much recognition or acknowledgement. As a fellow blogger and friend has pointed out…today, we can change that. Thank… Continue reading

Changing Seasons – June: The Nature Show

Nature often introduces the most enjoyable entertainment. Sadly, it’s a commonplace event to see children bent over, peering at a screen oblivious to his/her surroundings. In a world full of technology it’s easy… Continue reading

Humanity, Love and Angels to the Rescue!

I was impressed that there was very little press given to a hate group (practicing under the guise of religion) preceding their arrival to Orlando this weekend. The press around here did not… Continue reading

Sometimes You Have to Move Mountains

Every family has it’s drama, it’s quirks or “that uncle” that only gets mentioned in whispers. For me, that person was my younger sister who found solace in a bottle, no longer functioning… Continue reading

Broken Wings – A Memorial

Oh my little birdie…when you were young you had no voice, Though all the others did. Only silence came from you. Until a loving hand showed you how to sing…and you found your… Continue reading