We moved from Arizona to Oregon, and we fear we will be cold forever.
Category Archives: Life on the Ranch
I live 150 miles from the nearest grocery store. Isn’t that insane? That’s what I thought, too. Now, it’s just home.
On The Wagon
On the ranch, this has nothing to do with drinking booze and everything to do with branding calves.
My Primate-Level Tech Skills
I finally got a smartphone, which means I have reached the equivalent technological skills of the average orangutan.
Where’s Your Hangy-Downy-Thingy?
An off-road driving guide written by and for the non-mechanically inclined.
Scouting For Snacks
We had fun visiting a group of hunters, and Grace raided their snack supply.
Dirt Roads And Other Hazards Of Friendship
Our recent visitor was less than impressed with our rough road.
In Which We Talk To Appliances
BREAKING NEWS: We have friends! Real, live friends!
Grateful For Flush Toilets
A family letter about nudity, medications, and wild cows.
In-Laws And Wild, Carnivorous Animals
We all survived a fun family holiday filled with both.
Mascara On A Hollowed-Out Gourd
When I’m off my meds, I feel crazy like Milo’s eyes.
