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Every year, about this time, the birds start singing and I start calling my mom ( Read more... )

( A trip to Malheur. Lots and lots of photos. )

I'm currently "camping" with my parents. I say "camping" because camping does not normally involve WiFi ( Read more... )

My father does many things well. One of those is making campfires. We camped a lot when I was a child. My job was to find good kindling and dry pine needles or pine cones. I’d wander happily around under trees and bushes and bring back armfuls of stuff to dump by the fire pit ( Read more... )