Camping video
The Boy chops wood; I engage in (purposely!) poor singing, injure myself on broken glass, and eat trail mix. Good
The Boy chops wood; I engage in (purposely!) poor singing, injure myself on broken glass, and eat trail mix. Good
Welcome back to the camping photos, or: “How many photos can Liz obsessively take of her irritated dogs and annoyed
We almost didn’t camp at all. There, I said it, and it’s true, besides. Apparently just “packing up your shit
On Saturday we dropped the rogs off at the kennel and embarked on a 4 hour drive to Hood River,
Welcome back. Nice flash! While the Boy and I were sitting on the couch recovering from our fried dinner, I
As previously blabbed about, R.A.W. artists approached me twice this year to display my paintings in their monthly showcase of
Awwwwwwww. All good things must come to an end…or something. I’m glad it worked out to 20 parts–nice and even.