It’s amazing to me that as many times I’ve ridden my bike up to the north bridge of Roanoke Island and photographed the sunset, it never looks the same way twice.  The clouds, the atmosphere, the light, the mood of the water . . . they change every day.…

On the last day of Nathan and Meagan’s visit home, Steve sat on the couch with Nathan and had the kind of talk that no one really likes to have.   Steve talked to Nathan about what would happen if he and I died unexpectedly.…

Summer is never so happy as when it’s time for us to sit in “her” chair and write the blog.  Just like Snowy, her co-blogging dog predecessor, she takes her duties very seriously and applies herself diligently to her work.…

When Sarah was around sixteen, we asked if she was interested in taking Driver’s Ed. She replied rather unequivocally that she was not. At that point in her life, the very thought of even sitting behind the wheel of a car gave her a severe case of the of heebie-jeebies which was a pretty clear sign to us that anything driving-related should be delayed.…