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Every year, like clockwork, our uncle flies out to Scottsdale for his annual guys’ golf trip. And every year, we get the same invitation: “Let’s do breakfast or dinner while I’m in town!” It’s become a little tradition—Angie and I finding the right night to meet up and settling in for rich…

Finally on the Trail: A Long-Awaited Backpacking Trip with Braden For years, Braden and I have tossed around the idea of going backpacking together. Every time we’d talk about it, it felt like one of those “someday” ideas—always out there on the horizon, always subject to the tides of busy…

When I moved to Arizona, I thought I had left behind the dream of lush, green grass. Summer in the desert is a scorcher, and most lawns turn to crunchy patches of brown or are replaced entirely by gravel. But then I discovered winter grass. It felt like a secret—this…

Helping Kyndal and Kevin Transform Their Backyard This weekend, I had the chance to help Kyndal and Kevin with a backyard project that turned into something pretty special. Their backyard started as a bed of rocks—rough, uneven, and not exactly inviting. They had a vision, though: a green, welcoming space…

At the end of August, we completed our Sabbatical. During the month, I turned 50. That day was relatively uneventful. I spent the day with Kyndal and Angie and enjoyed a day at the pool and ice cream after dinner. This month, I spent a lot of time riding my…

I’m posting this a little late, but here’s my one-second video for July. Each day, I recorded a video or took a photo of something happening that day and saved it in the 1SE app on my phone. I love this app because it provides a quick glimpse into each…

Kyndal loves to fish. Her Papaw provides all the gear, stocks the pond and even puts the worm on the hook for her. When she catches something…. and she always does…. somebody (me, Braden, or Papaw) pull the fish off the line, re-bait the hook and Kyndal is back fishing…

Dirt, dust and more dirt. Just outside our back patio was this space where no grass would grow. Marley loved this place because every time I would leave her outside alone, she would role around in the dirt… which would inevitably lead to her getting a bath. The slightest breeze…