Pics & Pieces

Give me some grass string bailing twine and it is the thing of memories for me. This is the old walnut tree down home...it has swung more c...

Every day we were home, I awoke each morning to incredible birdsong. I think you would have to be there to believe it. I did managed to ca...

As we travel down the road that drives away and will follow us back home, no words can express how it feels as the mountains rise up to me...