Jan 31, 2013
Obsidian flakes strewn everywhere, I had my eyes glued to the ground hoping to find that once in a lifetime spearhead. And then Katie yells “what the hell is that!” I prepare to panic, spinning a circle, and now with my eyes even more firmly fixed to the ground, ready...
Jan 19, 2013
A moment in our lives that makes us chuckle… Wylie loves to ride in the tender Bojangles, it’s like his cave, his security blanket, and most importantly, the old friend that ferries him to shore. He’ll lie in Bojangles patiently for hours, lullabyed by lapping waves...
