Blue Ridge, 2013

Morning mist over Blue Ridge.

Not a whole lot to say about the trip to Blue Ridge. It’s the third year in a row that I’ve been (thanks, Robin!) and I always laugh a lot, and sometimes there is crying, but the good kind, and well, there’s a lot of vodka. We go through a good bit of firewood, and […]

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Snowsuit Sound

Snow, even flurries, in Atlanta never fails to remind me of being a kid in Fairport, New York. We lived there for two years when I was in 2nd and 3rd grade. Seems like I spent all my time in the winter as a kid wearing a snowsuit and boots, sledding in the front yard, […]

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Simon the Game

Nope, not this guy: Simon. The game. Thinking about Christmas in Rochester, and Mr. Mouth, reminded me of Simon. We had a neighbor named David (last name withheld to protect the innocent), who was older, but a bit of a nerd. David would use the Simon, and the rest of us little kids had to […]

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