SG | My dog yelped. It was a quick, defeated little yelp, as all of his 15-pound frame sprang back from the overgrown bed of ivy. I was right there, sitting at the bottom of the back deck stairs with a cup of coffee as I contemplated what I might do with my day off.... Continue Reading →
CG & SG | We were extravagantly spoiled growing up. Each Thanksgiving and Christmas, we were dressed slightly fancier than usual and driven the scant half mile to our grandparents' house, where dinner was ready and waiting. Granny was likely finishing some prep work, but we were oblivious to it, either listening to Pop catch... Continue Reading →
The Incidentalist 