Tag Archives: Musings


Cedar Creek

Today Thing One asked, “Do you think someday I’ll be nostalgic for this trip? For living in the RV?” Right now I’m laying on our bed, Brent napping silently next to me, as winter storm approaches over the distant mountains. … Continue reading

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Boxes have replaced dressers and nightstands.  Mattresses sit on the floor.  Old toys en route to new homes whisper memories of little boys.  A rainbow of threads is scattered under the kitchen table where my friend and I spent three … Continue reading

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