sunday sackbut serenade

There’s a lot of nothing that usually happens on a Sunday at eight in the morning. Maybe head off to the house of worship of…

ends with a bust, lost walking stick, lost flashlight, and lost voice

the hybrid wasn’t feeling well by the end of the night. he was curled up in a ball next to the camp fire tighter than…

food is served.

finally eating. temperature is dropping, morale is dipping…. bed sounds good right now.  

all packed up (almost)

just finished packing up what i can for the trip. just need the essentials now: toothbrushes, toothpaste, and final snacks. almost forgot to pack my…

camping with the scout

it’s a dreary day out. i feel it deep, deep in the pit of my stomach. or it’s the coffee. not sure. what i am…