“ Peek-A-Boo! ” "Hi mom! Glad you're here to pick me up, but can I play with my friends some more? Pretty please!" My rescue dog, Fiona always protests going to get her hair cut, but then she acts like this when I go to pick her up. She will bounce up and peek around the corner to acknowledge me and then quickly goes back to playing with all her friends. She's seriously like a little kid. I was going to do something completely different this week, but this photo really got

"Hello In There!" Hello shy one! Hello in there! Are you ready to come out and play? What's that, you're still sick? That's so sad. Maybe this spring you'll be ready for the road and we'll have fun, fun, fun until someone takes the car keys away! This is my great-grandmother's 1950 Dodge Coronet that I took possession of 3 years ago. She's needed some work, actually a lot more work than we thought, but we're getting MUCH closer to being done rebuilding the engine. Matter of f

“Solitude” This solitary tree stands high on this hill overlooking the farmland around it. I imagine in the summer that kids run through the corn fields to climb this tree and look around. It must be a quiet and beautiful place to ponder life's questions while being alone, yet one can still see life happening down the hill in every direction. In the snow today it seemed a little sad, perhaps it too is feeling a little too isolated and alone in 2020. It appears to have a broke