Our Saturday kept on keepin’ on, and next up was a visit from super-deluxe sisters, Heidi & Megan! Even though good ol’ Otis & James looked like two deer caught in headlights when they walked down the Red Hallway of Anticipation (RHOA) and into the inner sanctum, we soon...

This past Saturday morning, right after my normal watching of the sunrise and composing poetry perched high above the valley of Minot on a grassy hill, which is followed by some flute playing (which natch leads to a bird landing on my shoulder), I sauntered off on my steed and met up at the...