RDP (my daughter, that's her nickname) gathered out all of the ingredients. She actually did a great job for not reading the recipe prior! I'm all about Christmas traditions. I think it's probably because they are what I remember the most growing up. It wasn't the presents or gifts, or how much money my family... Continue Reading →
Yesterday didn't go exactly planned, we were unable to go somewhere that she really wanted to go. She was sad for a minute, but then bucked up and said that it was OK because she's been wanting to go down to the creek to look for salamanders! She put on her camo hat (so she... Continue Reading →
"Hidden Image" (a TB cross mare) and myself, photo taken 2004. For whatever reason, I can't sleep tonight. My mind is wandering back to the days when I ate, slept, & breathed horses. Days that I truly miss. Sometimes when I feel this way I find that taking to writing helps to calm my thoughts;... Continue Reading →
The past few weeks I’ve been wanting to dig out an old lens that I have but it required me to get into the attic space - yuck. I had to get in there for fall decorations anyways so while I was there I grabbed out camera equipment I had packed away. I found it,... Continue Reading →
I had distinct plans to sit down first thing this morning with a delicious cup of french roast coffee and write a blog post. I wanted to maximize my alone time before the wee one woke up but, I got feeding the dogs, and the cats, and the bearded dragons... then I went outside to... Continue Reading →
Fivemile Creek at the Gardner Rd. bridge in Wheeler, NY. For a long time, my mother wanted to name the farm. This was before we even moved next door. We would throw names around but nothing seemed to stick. The farm sits atop the old Kanona-Prattsburgh railroad bed so we tried to incorporate that, but... Continue Reading →
"Just remember: the people that say, 'your dreams are impossible' have already quit on theirs." ~Grant Cardone Hello! I am so happy you've found my little space here on the interweb. Although I enjoy writting, it comes at snail pace speed but I don't mind. Mostly though I speak through my photographs. I want to... Continue Reading →
Fivemile Creek Farm 