Seven years of Hazel Jean flew by. We celebrated with our tradition of going junking with grandma and going out for coffee. She is a our beautiful little songbird. She loves to mother and keep house and is always organizing a tea party or picnic complete with homemade goodies.
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I bought my first car from my handsome and sweet grandpa. I still remember taking my first drive down the backroads to pick up my cousin, JoAnne. I felt like a liberated adult. Sometimes I had to start it under the hood with a screwdriver. I’m sure some boy taught me how to do this […]
This is Levi 25 years ago. I have this snapshot sitting on my bedside table. This day was the start of “us”. Well, actually, the night before this day. I had met Levi for the first time two years earlier and we became fast friends. The kid was hilarious and that was my favorite thing […]
For nearly 14 years this dear dog kept watch. Sitting grandly on the front steps he would look out toward the north with an air of importance. My kids don’t know life without him. He was born around the same time as our boy Jace. Riley and him were best friends. He was deathly afraid […]
We are officially behind schedule on the Windy Ridge bus. At the last minute we decided to rip up the existing floor and replace it. We replaced the insulation and layered on top plywood, another layer of rigid insulation and topped that with hardwood plywood. We also built up the engine compartment to allow […]
The Christmas story narrated by the children of Windy Ridge. Thank you, family, for playing along.