Yesterday was just another warm July afternoon here in Eastern Idaho; at least until the puffy little clouds morphed into a HUGE thunderhe...

Our mom sang. She sang at weddings and funerals. She sang when she was doing chores on the farm. She sang to entertain us on trips in t...

We spent the holiday weekend at a family gathering.  By the time we went home, DH and I were pretty sure the weird genes had been passed d...