Births, Deaths and Marriages

Recently I discovered that my story is actually ten years shorter than I thought it was. I know, right?


I didn’t blog as much as I wanted to while I was on The Big Trip because a truly poisonous ex was avidly reading everything I wrote online.

The End

It’s the last day of this epic trip that started at VSC in February.


I love coffee. I’ve been addicted to it since I was fifteen and I was allowed to have it whenever I wanted, not just one on special occasions. My drink is a soy latte, no sugar.

Around the Farmhouse

It’s been really cold during my two weeks at the Weller Farm so I’ve spent a lot of time in the big old farmhouse. It’s a great old place built of wood and stone. Here’s a photo tour that hopefully shows some of its charm.