This week might be a quiet one from me — on Thursday morning, my beloved 91-year-old grandma had a stroke, and as she lived alone no one found her until Friday afternoon. She is still hanging on, but half of her brain is dead, half of her body is paralyzed, and there is no hope… Read More Camping
As you know, my family and Mr. Owl and I went camping a few weekends ago (if you didn’t see it, part one is here.) On the last day, we headed out of Kalaloch to Ruby Beach, and on the way, we stopped by what was (I think) just called “Big Cedar Tree”. Which… it… Read More Tuesday’s Adventure: Camping! Part Two.
Yesterday, I burst into tears because we had no bread, and then I tried to laugh at myself because I knew it was a stupid thing to cry about… but that only sufficed to make me cry more. Because nobody likes to be laughed at when they’re crying, even if they’re the ones laughing at… Read More Camping! Part one: the road trip, a rock, and some trees