Life is a Journey
The winds have literally been whipping over the plains and down to our Ozark Mountains in the past week, so I guess it’s appropriate that the figurative winds of change are also blowing...
fred and rae
Running on the Treadmill at Our Little House
Yesterday morning, our alarm went off at 4:30 and as usual, we laid there and snoozed until 4:45 when we heard Fred, our neighbor roar by on our usually quiet country road. His wife...
