Under Surveillance From a Remote Location
Last week I wrote about getting out and doing things in the vicinity of The Little House. I think it’s important to be able to get away, even if it just for overnight to...
Small House Living
The Dogs of Campbell Town
Part of Living Large in our Little House is treasuring and hanging on to the good in our lives and Campbell Town just wouldn’t be the same without our any four of our canine...
Home is Where the Heart is
Life in The Little House is grand, but that doesn’t mean that sometimes I still don’t feel the overwhelming pangs of homesickness. By “home,” I mean our native Kansas City. Dale and I grew...
Slumber Party at Campbell Town
“Are you nervous about next weekend?” My friend, Rae, from the present asked me about my impending slumber party with two friends from my past. I shrugged. “No,” I wondered, should I be? “I...
A Page Turner
There are days when heading to the mailbox is just a drag. Bills and more clutter fill the space. Then there are days when the mailbox is full of wonderful surprises: Checks owed to...
All Wet
I’ve found that there’s usually a good and bad to every situation, an upside and downside. The upside to living in The Little House is that there’s little room in the house for anything...
Welcome to Campbell Town
A photographer came to shoot our house on Friday, as a photo spread of our spread is going to accompany a story I wrote on The Little House for a magazine and we talked...
Arachnophobia
The first time we saw one, The Little House was barely framed in. “What is that on the side of the foundation?” Dale said as we drove into the driveway to have a look...
