I never wonder why I do this. I’m intrigued by the history of the areas I live in, how people lived in another time, and why they up and leave their homes, abandoning what may have been precious items. I make up stories in my head, some of them inspired by Criminal Minds episodes, and… Continue reading No trespassing: A followup on the Kelowna hippie commune
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Make sure your fur baby is microchipped
We called him Buddy. Turned out, his name was Frankie. We took Bella for an evening walk about a month ago, strolling around our Spokane Valley neighborhood, when I saw a loose dog. He seemed friendly, but he was a bit scared. And he had an open wound on his left forepaw. He had no… Continue reading Make sure your fur baby is microchipped
Chasing the sunset at Cliff Park
Bella and I are bachelorettes for the week, while Our American is away on business. I told her we were going chasing sunsets. She seemed excited.
Photo gallery: Camping at Chatcolet
We just spent our third weekend camping! That’s three times already this year, doubling the amount of times we’ve been camping with My American since we started dating in 2010. We’ve done two trips to Bumblebee near Kingston, Idaho, and our most recent was to our regular Memorial Day haunt, Chatcolet at the southern trip… Continue reading Photo gallery: Camping at Chatcolet
From the archives: I’m hip to the Great Plains
Almost three years ago, we were cruising down a dusty South Dakota highway. It was hot as hell in early July and the three of us — me, Shep and My American — were bound for Nova Scotia and M.A.’s first opportunity to meet my family. He and Shep were about to be exposed to a… Continue reading From the archives: I’m hip to the Great Plains
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Yeah, that’s me … contrary, right? Except for one thing: I have a garden. Me. City girl. Couldn’t wait to get out of a small town to live in an apartment and experience all that a big city could offer. Lights! Busy! Excitement! Then I got a dog. And life started to calm down. Then… Continue reading Mary, Mary, quite contrary
More waiting
This should have been us today: OK, slight role reversal. Gerard Depardieu is playing my character and Andie MacDowell is in the role of My American. Also, we go without the subterfuge, since we were in love from Day 1. In any case, when we left the U.S. Federal Court House in downtown Spokane this… Continue reading More waiting
A gem in the middle of nowhere
It’s been all over my Facebook and RSS feeds. Some people tag or DM me and say, “You’d be perfect for this.” I smile and think, “Been there, done that.” Associated Press picked up a recent story from The Missoulian, detailing the droves of volunteers who signed up for the opportunity to spend a month at… Continue reading A gem in the middle of nowhere
Archives: A jumping-off point
Few locations in Central Alberta are photographed as frequently as the East Coulee bridge. It serviced trains and vehicles crossing the Red Deer River and provided access and service to two mines. Both mines were left to rot when the coal-mining industry dried up but the Atlas has been turned into an historical site. The bridge is… Continue reading Archives: A jumping-off point
Healing time
It’s a beautiful, blue-sky day in Eastern Washington. Part of me wants to hit the road and go somewhere fun. Today, however, my beautiful Bella is recovering from surgery. It was time to get her spayed and add on a prophylactic gastropaxy (a procedure in a which her stomach is attached the chest cavity to… Continue reading Healing time