That’s My Granma
A few photos from when my mother came to visit right after Cora was born. Enjoy!
A few photos from when my mother came to visit right after Cora was born. Enjoy!
“Daddy, I promised Mrs. Renz, my first grade teacher, that I would do whatever I can to stop global warming. I really love penguins and polar bears so I must stop global warming!” Continue reading
I’ve been remiss in not posting more photos. Cora is a growing girl and looks nothing like these pictures. Soak in your last glimpses of an underweight premie. Cora is now a healthy, happy 9 pounder!
All good things must come to an end and so, too, did our trip to Georgia for Thanksgiving. Not before we were able to take in a few more sights and visit some old friends, though! Continue reading
If you’ve seen “Band of Brothers” then the name Currahee will be familiar. Easy Company was forced to repeatedly run the mountain while training for WWII. While we were in Toccoa for Christmas I decided to tackle Currahee Mountain myself. Continue reading
In years past we would regularly have over a dozen folks over for an extra large lunch. As family members aged and passed or moved away the crowd on Thanksgiving day steadily shrank. This year Thanksgiving felt a bit more like old times. Continue reading
If there are two things Henry love they are cars and tractors. He was in luck, then, on this last visit to the farm where he was able to ride both on Granpa’s tractor and do a little digging on the backhoe. Continue reading
I visited Broad River Bison earlier this summer during a surprise visit and met my Dad’s bison for the first time. They were a little scrawny in the heat of the summer so I was excited to see what they would look like with their winter coats on. Continue reading
We went to Georgia this year for an extended vacation before and after Thanksgiving. The first weekend we were there Emma and Henry had 4 other little cousins to run around play with during an unusually warm November afternoon. Continue reading
It’s not often that we get visitors out here on the lonely, smoky West Coast. We were very excited, then, when Aunt Dot paid us a visit earlier this summer. This was the first time that Emma and Henry had met a “great” on Marla’s side of the family. Continue reading