Sunday Morning at Summer Camp

My Sundays in the summer used to be much, much different. They didn’t involve getting up at 4:30 to feed babies, or scarfing down a tortilla slathered in peanut butter and bananas in between burping babies and cleaning up poopy diapers. No, they were much, much...

For A Glorious Summer Vacation Visit Brush Ranch

Sometimes it’s kind of cool to come from a family full of hoarders. Sorry dad, it’s true (and also, have you seen our garage…I’m not exactly immune!). When my parents were cleaning stuff out and throwing a few items away before their move to...

Early Summer

When I was a kid, late May was one of my favorite times of the year. Just like every other kid in the country I looked forward to the end of the school year and the summer, but there was something else that I always loved about the last few weeks of the school year....

A New Beginning

I had a post planned for today that was all roses and butterflies, ok, well, not exactly roses and butterflies, but graduation hoods and mother’s day. But I’ll save that post for later because today is too monumental a day to just gloss over. Dad, if...

Brush Ranch: A Brief History

On to the 3rd major event, and the event that actually really pushed me into writing this blog: the history and memories of Brush Ranch Camps, Tererro, New Mexico. The line between historical fact and my memory is a bit blurred, so I apologize in advance for any...