On the Road to Glamping

First things first. Can a 1977 Camper turn Glamper? We evaluated the interior and considered the options. A) We could do a phenomenal cleaning job and leave the camper as is. B) Clean and update the camper. C) Gut the interior and start over. This is the main bed area. The mattress doesn't even seem…

Vintage Camper Renovation

There comes a time in every man's life when he thinks: I can do that! Is it over confidence? A desire to make his mark on the world? Or perhaps the drive to build something with his own hands? Maybe a combination of all of the above. That's kind of what happened with our "new"…

My Socks are Damp

Look at that innocent face. With those big brown eyes, clear as a mountain pond in spring. A wiggly little nose, and distracting pink ears that decry his thievery. This is a sock thief. He also steals tissues. And napkins (the fabric kind because that's all we use). And pot holders. Even plastic cups.  …

Puppy Think It Over

If there is one thing that we have discovered during these first few weeks of puppy love, it is that having a puppy is a little like having a toddler. He gets into everything within reach. He questions everything. He chews on everything.   He puts all sorts of things in his mouth. And he…

Love at “First” Sight

Some days are harder than others. We get busy and focus on doing life and we don't think about it. That's not to say that we don't think about her everyday. Because we do. Every day we think about our sweet girl. And miss her.   We adopted her seven years ago this week. We…

Why Adopt Him?

Jasper is not our first shelter adoption. My very first dog was adopted from the Humane Society of Bend eons ago. She was a dachshund terrier mix, all black and brown and white. She was low, but not slow. A runner. The door opened and she was gone. But she always came home, eventually. As…

Jasper

Meet Jasper. His name was not a spur of the moment decision. We considered a lot of names first. With his likely heritage of Red Heeler and the coloring appearing in his coat we liked the idea of a "red" name. After all our big boy, Ryder, has a "red" name too. But there were…

The Train

I heard the train pass through town tonight. Strange that. It is quite a ways away. When I was little, we lived on a small property that backed right up to the railroad right of way and tracks. We lived in that house for five years, and the only time I ever remember hearing the…

The Hillman Homestead

Back in the early days of the twentieth century a small town in Central Oregon dreamed of winning the race to become the economic center of the High Desert. Much of this dream hinged on what today is an almost forgotten railroad war between rail magnates Hill and Harriman. The goal: be the first to…