This is the sort of crazy stuff that happens when your mother is a biologist.
This is the sort of crazy stuff that happens when your mother is a biologist.
Remembering a wonderful woman today. The morning after All Saints Day seems a fitting time to be contemplating and honoring the life of...
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William is a big boy now. Somehow turning three has given him an extra boost of confidence, although he still occasionally resorts to: ...
Thankful that I was able to spend my birthday weekend in the company of family, drinking lots of hot chocolate and tea.... ...
A couple Saturdays ago we got to tour Morning Moon Alpacas with the fam. The kids fell in love with this little guy, named Phe...
One of my recent projects-in-progress is trying to make a lot of our own cleaning supplies. At some point I started actu...
Our backyard garden harvest is coming to an end for the summer. We made a lot of positive work towards our gardening plans this summe...