When your childhood bedroom overlooks acres of corn, it stays with you. You can grow up, leave the farm, move to the city and put 31 years between you and the corn fields, but you can't entirely leave them. Corn, it turns out, stays in your blood. Such are my thoughts this morning as I … Continue reading Corny
Tonight, on a cold February night, Peezer had to work on part of his multi-day assignment on a president of his choice. For reasons too numerous to list here, I just was not up to helping him. Fortunately, his Dad was. And in exchange, I happily donned coat and hat and gloves to walk Mac … Continue reading Orion is a-Risin’
From last weekend's geocaching run to PA: Check out photos and commentary. It's like a slide show, only better. Or worse, depending upon your point of view.