Sitting idly on my back porch on Saturday evening, a crazy idea idea popped into my head: Would Hazel and Robbie like to plant a pumpkin patch? Excited, I immediately dashed a text off to Annie: If you have time tomorrow, I’d like to bring over the makings for a pumpkin patch – a small
Sunday morning text from Jeff, “Wanna join us for virtual church and skinny pancakes?” For the uninitiated, this was not about praying for a trim waistline. Jeff was offering to continue a tradition begun by his grandma more than fifty years ago. Skinny pancakes (actually, we all simply call them skinnies) are as large as
Christmas season began with a bang. Or should I say a doorbell. When we opened the door, what to our wondering eyes should appear but an elf and two pair of jammies. It was The Elf on the Shelf. And he was especially exciting for us, having previously met his mates Noggin and Wooden Christmas
On the road again…again!
