Nature
September camping part 3: dogs on the rocks
I’ve had the following song in my head since yesterday, when the Boy jammed it in there: We belong together
Category: Rogs
Nature
September camping part 2: the meadow and an icy river
In order to reach the lush green meadow, a bit of hiking was in order. This is generally not a
Nature
Camping–the end.
The end of the photos from last weekend, that is. We decided at some point that we want to camp
Rogs
Camping part 2.
Welcome back to the camping photos, or: “How many photos can Liz obsessively take of her irritated dogs and annoyed
Rogs
Dairy Queen, Bea Arthur and more about the Beales.
Happy 4:20, blog-log-eroonies. I’m in the mood for takin’ it easy this morning, instead of posting 10 billion more photos