Farm Dover

'Twas the Monday night before Christmas when all thro' the house Ed and I had just settled our brains for a night in front of the TV...

The past two weeks found us traipsing around Spain’s Extremadura region. If you haven't heard of it, don't feel bad; I hadn't ei...

  Once there was a tree who loved a little boy. Every day the boy would come to the tree to eat her apples, swing from her branches, or slid...

To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. —Helen Keller 
 Ed and I live a qu...