Misery loves company. These days, misery seems to be a virtue. Anti-social media has become a contest of sorts to see who can share the most disturbing or controversial news. The more complaining about how terrible everything is, the more we can relate, and the more we show we care. For some, 2020 was an […]Continue reading "2020- A Very Good Year?"
That’s the most click-bait sounding title I’ve ever come up with. But it’s not a bait-and-switch. The whole idea of this article really is summed up in the title. So, what am I doing now that is such an improvement? This. Let me explain. Earlier this summer, Tali and I were working in the woods. […]Continue reading "I’m Doing THIS Now, and I’m Better For It!"
There’s a history to the place we live. It was bought by Cody’s aunt Verna Limbaugh from her father Wayne Limbaugh, and Wayne bought it from his father-in-law, Percy Haverfield. Few things from the original property remain; a chicken coop above a 10-acre field that was once a peach orchard, harvested for hay, and later […]Continue reading "Dreaming Up Haverfield Hall"
Since the quarantine began, I’ve been reconnecting with people from lives past and catching up over social media messaging. Though I’ve contemplated deleting my social media (many times for many reasons), I was compelled to document our move from Portland out to the Limbaugh ranch in the mountains. So many people awesomely came out of […]Continue reading "Simple Ain’t Easy"