Chasing Bubbles

I remember when I was the child, playing in mud puddles and chasing bubbles. At some point, I grew older and stopped seeing the magic in my childhood. I wanted to grow up. I wanted more. I didn’t know more…

I remember when I was the child, playing in mud puddles and chasing bubbles. At some point, I grew older and stopped seeing the magic in my childhood. I wanted to grow up. I wanted more. I didn’t know more…

Nothing this year has gone as planned or been “easy”. We have had so many hard hits this year, aside from Covid-19 turning life upside down. Each month seems to have it’s own theme of terrible events or health emergencies.…

So, it has been a while since my last blog post. Our internet router at home has apparently decided to go on strike, making it practically impossible to blog from home in the evenings. We got a replacement router yesterday,…

This weekend’s search for historical markers took us through Beckham and Roger Mills County. Our first stop was a familiar one, the Beckham County Courthouse. This courthouse is beautiful, but often overlooked in our rushed and chaotic way of life.…