To start with…. It is a group my wife does not…. let’s just say, prefer. John Fogerty and CCR were a big part of my upbringing. So, I tagged one of their songs for our title here…
“Lookin’ Out My (Airstream’s) Back Door”
Well, that is just what we are doing….playing in our backyard called America.
Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows.
Doo, doo, doo, Lookin’ out my back door.
To measure the height of a very tall object, like a tree, accurately, the way they used to before GPS or lasers, was relatively simple. According to early American ways
Elk is a staple here and hunting is a way of life. Whether it be bow and arrow or rifle, the stories abound. Our friend was telling us about a
It’s the dead of winter, 2016….not cold enough for an impressive snow and not warm enough to go outside without layers and layers. The neighbors, who ‘snowbird’, are long gone
