Travel

A gray cat slinks past a wooden house.
There’s something a little intimidating attempting to describe.


baseballs at Crooked Creek Park
So, it was supposed to “snow” over the weekend, it didn’t. We got mostly ice as usual and a little bit of snow.  I put snow in quotes because it never really snows here, not like it does in Virginia. Growing up in Virginia we looked forward to snow because when […]

Park 2: Crooked Creek Park